Ahh, you have returned to me at last. Welcome!
For I waited, not knowing if the day would come
Oh this warmth is most sublime, you poor soul
Come take your pen and paper, make us whole!
I begged the Lord for eternity, let him come back!
Come back and hold us again, rewrite your track
The flowers of your heart, can blossom now, right?
I know getting here must have been quite the fight
Little, we speak to you, that you may find a path
The rule was to take up your pen, without wrath
Are you still burning from some pain? I can assist
Hold me in your hand again and write, don’t resist
December 12th, 2019