My feelings are hard to put into words
Sometimes it just feels so right
When I get home and I’m tired and weak
At the very end of the night
I make myself coffee and something to eat
To go at my own steady pace
Writing my poems is important to me
Without them I’d feel out- of- place
Being able to set myself free
Is something I did not know!
Just writing my poems whenever I can
Gives my ability room to grow
I hope that my poems are good to read
The way I meant them to be
As much as I enjoy writing them
Without you they’re just not me!