I love reading poetry and memorizing some I love. To write one is really cannot be included amongst things I love to do.It clearly isn’t my forte. You can tell me to mow the lawn,shovel the snow,clean the house,cook food,take care of and teach children,I can do all these with relative ease.But write poetry.I’m happy to pass it on to Tagore,Shakespeare and all the rest of them. Not me,this is a burden I cannot carry easily. I’d have to be reincarnated as a poet,even that wouldn’t work.
Let me try,I’ll see what I can come up with.
I can mow the lawn,shovel the snow,
cook food,clean your yard,
teach children young and old,
I can do all these,I swear I can.
Please do not tell me to write poetry!
Poetry is for all those with imagination,
my brain hardly knows to think,
how can I think before I dip my pen in ink!
If one immaculate day,
my thought leads the way,
and dares to write a poem,
if you make up your mind to read,
I will ask ,’Oh God, did I succeed?’