Is when a gift is given to thee,
To write a free verse of poetry.
Where a poet has a choice,
To make the poem rhyme,
Thoughts of a imaginary mind.
With a pen and a piece of paper,
You become a ready maker.
Poems can be a lyric of a song,
Something to sing and live on.
Like an artist with a master plan,
Make strokes with a steady hand.
Each day I try and paint a picture,
Where a positive life becomes anew,
Poets are like a beautiful treasure,
The words like a puzzle piece together
In silence I ponder day and night,
Hoping to express magic in my write.
Fulfill your heart and touch your soul,
Give you words of wisdom is my goal.
– Nancy Lee Armstrong