I know a poet
Who takes everything for inspirations,
Troubled kids, family times,
Including a lover’s immature decisions.
A loving couple could move him,
An aging or sick lady could make him write,
Risking his fame,
both day and night.
He would discover a potential implications
In every blog posts,
He would jot down stuff during family vacationss
And publish a poem to feature the hosts.
He is a poet,
The stories he wrote are always skillfully told.
He is a friend,
He is honest, kind, and never tries to pretend.