What is it worth?

Writing is a pleasure
It feels like my “treasure”
Something you can not measure

I can not put it on a scale
It doesn’t have a head or a tail
It’s female nor male

Creativity is entrancing
It is a way of enhancing

It is just an expression
Of an impression
For me it is precious:

Rhyming another word
Is creating my own earth
THAT’s what its worth