Bittersweet

Because of you is why I started poems in first place.
Alot on my mind and nowhere for it to escape
Only lead by the faith
One after another it started to fall into place
A pen in hand and a few blank pages
You were the first poet to inspire me This made me want to write more
Words flowed easily
The concepts came to be
Looking back my book is now complete.

From Fontana to Santa Monica
This book goes everywhere I go
Tracing the steps of my path
That I convert into poems.

Bittersweet it is to me
As now it’s all done
A year past from my first to my last poem.
Wishing that i could share it with you
To which it all began
Looking forward to what comes next
I hope I made you proud.