I have the urge to write poetry. The first one is what I came up with. The second one is AI’s rewrite. The final quatrain we worked together on. I definitely need to keep practicing. This feeling I can’t shake,The urge is too great.I have a desire to unfold,A message to be told. Found the meaning to it all,While sitting outside in the fall.For my friends, I will share,In hopes to show that I care. The reason for everything,It’s purpose and design.A beautiful intricate scene,Where all things intertwine. This feeling’s grip won’t let me be, The urge is far too…