A POET’S MEMORY DIARY

Sun up to Sun down

You would often see me write in my living room being found

I come from a small town

But on this particular day, I had no ideas to write

I don’t know if it was fright

It might have been a temporary writing block in a moment plight

But let me catch my breath over the shock

I am determined ready or not

Suddenly, ideas began to pop into my head

This was my moment to write and not hesitate instead

My words literally jumped from my head and onto the paper

I was writing as if it was a caper

I was totally motivated and full with appreciate

For Heaven’s sake

My writing has an illustrate

Moon’s ago

I was a vision from a dream

There was no danger by any means

I lived and was taken care of by Wolves

I learned to eat and protect myself

It was living in nature survive

I began too embrace with nature in the all outdoors

It didn’t matter to the Wolves if that I was human with two fours

It was an embracing affair full of love

Now that I was a Full Gown adult, it was time to move on and tell the Wolves Good-Bye

The Wolves howled in not wanting me to leave

I hugged each Wolf

My appreciation for survival was the proof

As I looked at that forest in never to return

I will never forget my roots

My question came to mind in what did I learn?

Devotion and kindness for the woods dedicated

This is my dedicated story being the actual witness

My life was with what it was supposed too be

My own eyes I did see

Thank you Wolves for inviting and enlightening me

The forest taught me always to reflect and come back

My writing showed me, “Imagine That”

This poem is dedicated to all Poet’s and Writer’s all around the world in being a fact

Poet’s Diary full of momentum

Yet active in a writing voice

My tomorrow came quick

This will always stick

Write on and continue to write on.