Mom told me my first word was Dad
Then new ones, learned every week
Soon to be heard by everyone
Only nouns and verbs could I speak.

In school, I was quite the speller
Loved syllables, words in their parts
Bound by prefixes, suffixes
With roots, Greek and Latin, their hearts

Ahh...essays and creative writing!
English comp was never a chore
I came upon a new forum
Public speaking, with words galore

At work, I used presentations
To submit the message du jour
So proud that my words could convey
As a sale was all but for sure

My children were never at loss
To lessons I yearned to impart
With the command of my language
Being verbal, I felt I was smart...

But something deeper was harking
Such feelings welled up within me
This heart and soul also had words?
I wondered what all that could be

Delving to locate the meaning
Of emotions wanting a choice
I listened to all of their urgings
As poetry was their true voice!