I write a poem for every mood
I could write one about your shoe

I wrote a poem when you broke my heart
I wrote another when my life fell apart

I love to write about your smile
I seem to write best when I’m extremely tired

I wrote a poem for our darkest day
I wrote another when I walked away

I will write for class
I love to write while lying in the grass

I wrote of the clouds beneath our feet
I wrote of the world I wanted to keep

I see the future and write it down
I dreamed my death and write above the mound

I wrote to the ocean and to the sea
I wrote of birth and what will be