I Am A Poet Poem by Paul Fowler

I am a poet,
At least, I'm trying to be,
Trying to recreate a sonnet,
In everything I see.

Always having a look,
At things around my town,
I carry a little notebook,
So I can write my ideas down.

Go through a park,
Trees and grass to be seen,
Can't help but think how dark,
Or what different shades of green.

Reading different words,
They're around me all the time,
When I reflect on what I've heard,
Do I have to make it rhyme?

I go and take in the weather,
And then before I know it,
I'll try and piece it all together,
So does this make me a poet?