When I sit down to 
write one of my poems,
How it come to my head, 
I have no way of knowin.

It may be a cute one, 
it may be funny,
Or it just might be 
one about my honey,

I really do not 
stop and think,
Will it swim 
or will it sink?

I just write down 
what is in my head,
And I hope that 
someday it might be read.

I never think is it bad 
or is it good?
I never think does 
it sound like it should?

What am I doing, 
trying to say what I say?
Writing my poems, 
doing it my way.

10-18-96

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