I Am a Poet
A challenge by one who I do not know,
Caused me to put some serious thought,
Into why I choose to write poetry,
Thus being, in fact, a poet.
I am a poet because there are rainbows,
And sunsets, sunrises, lightning and thunder.
I write because there are children and grandpas,
And kittens gentle purrs, and puppies licking faces.
I am a poet because I have laughed and I have cried,
Danced with joy and curled up in depression.
I write because I have both felt and caused pain,
And have learned lessons from them both.
I write because in searching for writing the words,
Life just makes more sense, becomes more real.
I am a poet because I live.