I wrote a poem today, I did.
Its words came out so right.
Touching those who came to read.
The words made such a sight.

They danced on page with curvy lines
They moved to spark a scene.
Colorful jargon flowed so free.
It made eyes start to gleam.

They shined to hold a forest view.
It echoed with birds song.
Telling all who gathered near.
It was where they belonged.

So poet now will end this verse
And call this poem now done.
She is grateful to her gifts.
She really did have fun.