I told him I can�t write a poem
That has such a specific structure
I want to write my own
Use my own words
He said he knew I could do it
He�d never liked poetry, but he liked mine.
I could use my own words;
Just turn the chosen ones into mine.
I took his words to heart
Believed every last one
And then I began writing
Words kept coming from me.
He�d said good inspiration
Would get me through any poem
I thought, maybe just good advice
Would get the job done.