So Many Things (poem)
Jan
01
So many things that I should write
If words would come, my day be bright (more…)
So many things that I should write
If words would come, my day be bright (more…)
what is the worth of a poem, caught in the hand
the words that tumble over and over themselves
poured out of a heart that’s too full, a mind that’s too loud
maybe someday, somehow I’ll figure it out