I live in verse.
I think in rhyme,
Thinking, rhyming
All the time.
The sadness that you all may see,
Its all poetry to me.
The happiness you’re feeling now
Turns into rhyme for me somehow.
I don’t know how
Or even why.
It sings to me from deep inside.
And it makes up
The best of me,
Living, breathing poetry- KLKimberly LaRocca