Your Last Name

Your Last Name Early morning sun and I soon arissed Brother were both of us so surprised Through my window started shining in Another poem appeared in my mind again. Was pretty soon when I started to suspect That I would come up with one more subject Appearing out of no where just for only me Wanting for me to written down carefully. Words apparently wanted to start and flow At that instant desired to grow and grow Into great poem who by God was blessed And to give Him credit He always stressed. Thanked God who received all of the credit After I even let and allowed Him to edit Heard Him say as into night He did disappear Are you sure your last name isn't Shakespeare?