Some one from an online group I am on, posted a question, “when did poetry come to you?” This is the best I could think of

Rhythm is with me
Since the womb
Mums heart beating
Somewhere above

Childhood had been
A melodious song
Youth a truly
Foot tapping joy.

Personifications came
When I fell in love
Kids added to it
An endless rhyme

Now at midlife
Metaphors have gone
Alliteration, simile
And assonance too.

An unending imagery
Life is now
Free from all the
Rules and laws.