It comes
It comes..
Not only from within but out.
A poem doesn't have to be something you can rhyme
or say in time.
Its something you can find...
in everyday things.
Like when the sparrow sings
outside my house
then takes off on wings
and continues south.
A poem doesnt have to be at the top...
You can say anything you want
just to get it off your chest
you dont always have to flaunt,
it doesnt have to be the best.
A poem is something you can share...
To a friend in need
or a loved one on their last crutch.
to the soul and mind it will feed
even though you may not see it as much.
A poem is not something to force...
One day you write five
the next maybe none
but dont let it eat you alive
because the thing about a poem is...
it comes.