Just start writing do not think too much

Not about rhyme and meter and such

For you always deliver when in the clutch

You do it all the time.

Whether you are reciting at a poetry slam

Or with somebody’s band you start to jam

Or even just eating _Green Eggs and Ham_

You always do rhyme.

Speaking of food, you cook with such grace

With all of your food, I must stuff my face

I run to the table as if it was a race

You season with thyme.

Grace and aplomb are such a part of your life

Your life’s like a poem even during strife

I would like that in all of my life

You are rhythm and rhyme.