The Gift of Inspiration

I seldom know when I write a poem,
I seldom know for whom,
But sometimes I have a person in mind,
Perhaps I’ve written about you.

Do you enjoy the rhyme of nature,
God’s created works of art?
Have you traveled a lily with a frog,
Flown high with a singing lark?

Told a joke to a laughing parrot,
Sat by a fire with a friend?
All are sources of verse,
As are cowards and paladins.