I can write free verse.
I will once I’m free.
Free from this bondage that’s
Tormenting me.

I can fly toward the Sun
E’en without wings,
No wax to cripple me.
My soul will sing.

I can sing soulful songs
Up to the Moon.
I can woo her with my
Sweet soulful tunes.

I can half dozen
With six on the shelf.
Seven means planets.
Eight represents wealth.

I wonder why Earth has no
Day of the Week.
Perhaps not a planet?
What blasphemy! Eek!

So how about I write so often I must have already written a poem I titled “I Can” since when I went to save the below graphic as that name it said I already had a file with that name. So I added a two. I wanted you to see both