How I discovered poetry?

Maybe when I unconcealed asymmetry..

Or was it when I felt I too can feel

Or was it then I cognized that words could heal..

Oh wait, I remembered just now

It all started with a cute, little vow..

Mother's Day was approaching too near

I had nothing to gift, I feared..

An eight year-old of fifth grade, I was then

Habituated by pencil, I could hardly hold a pen..

No money in my pocket and nothing to gift

But my mind right up, went really swift..

Had read a poem on mother some days back

And that's when my brain went deep to unpack..

All the knowledge of words I held

And then in front of my mother, everything, I spelled..

She was happy, seeing her little child recite,

Words arranged in rhyme and spoken with delight..

She asked inquisitively, where did I learn it from

I replied, it's my little mind and puny heart, I acquired words from..

This was my short and sweet jaunt

A trip that has never let me daunt..

I didn't realize how this art became my idolatry

And hope you got the answer, how I discovered poetry..

Rhea