If I was a poet
I’d write about roads
And I’d write about words
And warmth and rain
I’d try to capture the sound of sunshine
I’d dream up a new star
If I was a poet
I’d know the secrets of blue and gold
And I’d be able to tell you
All the ways life whispers
Can you hear it?
I can.
But I’m not a poet.
jvagoddess 