A bird.....or a place.
Maybe a thought,
perhaps a memory?

I could choose one.

Something important to me,
and express it through poetry.

Piece by piece, line after line.
Each one a thought of mine.

What to write about?
In this time of writer's drought?

If it wrote about what I feel,
would my poem become "too real?"

If I wrote about you,
would that be just a cliche too?

But cliches are the best,
if you let them be so.
I'll throw away thoughts of the rest.
It's my feelings I want you to know.

I'll write about a girl,
new to my world,
that sets my thoughts ablaze.

Brand new adventures await,
new memories galore,
and many a place to explore.

I don't really know,
what sets you aglow.

Or when you're down,
how to cheer you up.

But I've got my poems;
that seems to be enough.

Some lines rhyme.
Others not as well.
Still you never mind.  

My thoughts are poems.
My feelings I've got to show them.

So this poem was written for you.
I hope you like it, and don't mind it.
Because I want you to like me too.