My Muse appears before me,
Calliope in my heart,
Words come to my mind to see,
To write for you to impart.
Her words flow like a river,
Always bringing joy to me,
Making my heart just quiver,
Like waves going out to sea.
The words end up on this page,
And Calliope leaves me,
Making me a better sage,
And fill my life with such glee.
This sonnet is now complete,
And ready for you to read.