Poem Ready

My request is this: let me live a life poem ready

Started off not talking good

Mumbling and not speaking clear

It was upon the page I found words that my mind's ear could hear

And was upon the careful study that kept me steady

Soon enough I was ready to live a life poem ready

These words, they're planted as little seeds

I'm praying they grow taller than the trees

Then stay and offer shade in the forest of my mind

Because it's amongst these woods that my thoughts run rampant true and free

I'm wondering where these literary pleas can take me

Hopefully further than I ever dared to dream

I'll carry my hopes within the words

And allow them to keep me upright and steady

Oh, I'm glad I get to live a life poem ready

For every situation, a rhyme might emerge

Or free verse for the more abstract

Haiku, sonnets or couplets too

I'm grateful it is not inspiration nor imagination that I lack

For the poems stand always and forever at the ready

Now I stand with a world of poetic lines before me

And a woven universe of confidence within

It is in and because of the writing my true life began

And through this love my courage will surely expand

This is the life of one, poem ready

So grateful I get to live a life poem ready

Oh Lord, I'm grateful I get to live my life poem ready

Author's Note: inspiration springs forth from the oddest of places. The title lyric of this song lead to me writing this piece. Give it a listen if it pleases ya.

https://youtu.be/E916IDVv65Q?si=iTGkSF4RiVwGCxKc