The World is a Rhyme – I See it that Way
A Game of All Words I just Have to Play.
Not really A Poem from All that I’ve Read,
A Rhythm that’s There – a Beat in My Head.
I put it All Down for Others to See,
It’s what I Enjoy – a Challenge to Me.
To Fill Out the Lines with Letters that Spell,
The Beat and The Story I’m Trying to Tell.
I Hope it’s A Joy I won’t Lose with Time,
As Up the Age Ladder I so Slowly Climb.
Don’t Want it to Fade and Turn into Garbles,
A Sign that I’m Done and Losing My Marbles.