When people ask me
Why poetry
Why not pick a paying profession

Take hold this truth
That I'm laying on you
In which there is a valuable lesson

If you do what you like
You're going to find
Life holds treasure in wonder

Instead of the dough
Taking you out in its tow
And then pulling you under

When you're doing things
Think more the gifts they bring
And not money to be made

When people ask me
Why poetry
Do I really need to say

You're in my mind
A picture of you
So well defined
I am no longer blind
I will find you

I will not stop searching
Winter, Summer or Fall
Many times the sun will rise and fall
In my searching

I will not stop
I cannot stop
I cannot give up
I will not drop

The picture in my mind
By design
You are kind
It gives me peace of mind

I already know you
I feel you
I need you
I  see you
I will find you
By the picture in my mind

I am coming
Knowing you are there
Somewhere

I will not stop
Looking for you