The rhymes I write aren't erudite.
            Don't look between the lines
For lofty purpose in the verse, 'cause
            It's not there to find.

The words, you see, are memories
            This author chose to store
In tight confines of clever rhymes
            To last forever more.

If you're inclined to pique your mind,
            Read poems by Blake or Poe.
If mine you start, read with your heart.
            Thank you,

E. A. Coe