I thought I'd write a poem also, but this one is copy written, so please don't try and steal it. Thank you.
Poems calm as poems may
But do they have meaning at the end of the day?
We say they do, but do they might
As the wind blows they show us the fight.
We have such emotions to let out here today
When can we say all of the emotions we need to say?
But in a poem we can, thats what we do
It's a growing epidemic that seems so blue.
Another thought sent into the paper.
We take them down like they are notes in a class.
But are we really feeling them by the shaper
Of another growing mass?
The emotion is not a note, but a feeling sent deeper into one's soul or mind.
We cannot keep them, nor leave them behind.
They just are and we have them forever.
Whether we want them or have them in mind.