Dear Diary words
When I first started being a Poet, I always wondered how my words sound?
Was I meant to be a Poet?
Do I have the need and purpose to write?
It was a life learning situation
Finding my own observation
The courage within
Determined then
Knowing writing wasn’t a sin
Inspiration always in doing words transform
That’s the norm
It took a little longer from the very beginning
I thought I would never compose in transcribe
I was scare beyond compare
As a Poet, one must measure individually up
Through strength from my Grandfather’s wisdom
I became the Poet you see today
Improved ways
Being a Poet ok
Diary reminder, “A Poet who can, there’s a shall.