June Ellen Smith Poet Rhyme

To Write a Poem

I will not bow, I will not grovel.
Somewhere inside, I have a novel.

For now poems come freely, so
I'll continue on with what I know.

My Eddie lays beside my chair,
I wash my face, I comb my hair.

It helps me think, I take a drink.
Water, teas, a coffee with booze.
When I get tired, I take a snooze.

I toke my smoke. I riddle. I rhyme.
In my seat, on my feet, I have time.

Walking, walking, down the street.
Greeting all creatures that I meet.

I pass by my little white chapel.
I miss Gram's eggs and scrapple.

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