Write a Poem, He Said (as if it were that easy)

Write a poem, he said
As if it were that easy
I can’t, I said
I don’t know what to write one about.
Life, he said, Write a poem about life.

So I tried

“Life, though incredible is
Sometimes like a game-show quiz
Or and ad selling New Improved Biz
And really isn’t at all a whiz”

I showed my mother
And asked her advice
Beauty, she said. Write a poem about beauty.

So I tried

“Beauty, a quality so wonderfully rich
Is only bestowed on the likes of…”

But I couldn’t find a rhyme for “rich”
At least not one I’d be willing to write.

I showed my father
He laughed. Then he said
Write a poem about your everyday routine

So I tried

“While Mom set the table in a rush
My dad reached over and pinched her tush”

I couldn’t show that to anyone. 

So I forgot the advice
About life and beauty and routine
And I started writing
And i kept writing

And something
(I’m not exactly sure what)
Happened 


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