A Poet
I became a poet late in life
After other pursuits had failed
It was passion and got me high
Unlike what I tried
While young and setting sail
My sober days with a pen
Brought a satisfaction
And when I looked deep within
I doubted myself barely then
And that was the great attraction
My poems come from the heart
With God a common theme
And the joy He imparts
Every day from the start
Makes me want to sing
I don’t know how long I’ll write
I guess until I die
I’ll continue to search for the light
To guide me in a darker night
When life would pass me by