How poetry began Late at night the day my mother passed away. I could not stay away from the keyboard long. I sat at the computer and thought of words. But nothing came to thought. I felt a hand on my back and I got a chill as I started to write. A phone call to heaven my first poem a call to God requesting him to let my mother know we would be ok. This poem was my first until an old girlfriend from school took and gave me a kick.(in the leg, like always). Now I try to think everyday of at least one poem for you to enjoy.Words are hard but I hope you smile Cry, and laugh. For the comments I thank you all and Keep coming with the contest and I'll write for you all.