From that memorable day years ago
The first words of my poetry did come
And my mind with words did then come aglow,
And every day my poems poems would hum.
Every day new words would now descend
Onto the blank sheet there in front of me,
And all those words from my heart would now blend,
Into poetry that my mind set free.
So many pages have now been written,
My life in its many forms can be seen,
As each word I wrote has now been smitten,
And shows you all how my life has now been.
So four thousand poems have now been writ,
From within my mind where new words do sit.