Poetry

Many times you've heard them say
"You never know until you try it"
Who cares if it's less that perfect
Your reason to try, can be many things
Boredom, a dare, a bad dream
A time in your life for growing
So you sit down and write
And to much to your delight
Who knew you'd have a new talent
They've been inside your head
You can wait to see
Just what all these words mean
They have a life of their own
A story evolves, the words unknown
You can't wait to get to the end
When it's time close and the story is done
You take the time to sit and ponder
My goodness was this me
I can't believe that
I made this masterpiece!