I gave birth to a word today
Then added some more to form a poem
I watched it grow through the years
Just like a child some might say
Charting its progress
From a crawling position
In all fours
(Four lines per stanza)
Slowly attempting to rise
(Haikus?)
Soon walking on their own
(Rhyme and reason)
Now fully standing on their own
And screaming at times
(Prose)
I celebrate as I witness
The evolution of my poem
She has now evolved on her own
Into metaphors and similes
Once plain words
Now becoming tall and strong
Standing on their own
Now evolved in my child
Whose name is
Poetry
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem