Poetic Essence

Hey, I'm not a licensed bard, but feel like a poet,
In quiet spaces, where emotions softly float.
A mother's love, in verses where I denote,
A child's embrace, in rhythmic gloat.

In life's vast tapestry, a formal degree,
Yet, poetry's whispers are what enchant me.
A friend confides, in verses we decree,
A poet's heart, in every role, it is free.

No license dictates the words I weave,
In love's embrace is my spirit does cleave.
A poet's essence, in moments I retrieve,
A child, a mother, a friend, just believe.

Formal degrees adorn my name,
Yet, poetry's dance is not for fame.
In life's grand play is a heartfelt claim,
A poet's soul, forever aflame!
(by MCLC)