I, self-proclaimed writer of poetry,
Read a bit of doggerel,
Listen to a country song,
Watch a stream skipping over rocks,
A bird flying by on a way to somewhere,
Assist the sun in rising, later,
Putting him to bed, and,
Welcoming my lady moon,
Lay down my pen in darkness,
Close my eyes, and,
Let my poem write itself.
Donovan Baldwin
YES!