WRITTEN (RETURN) TO BE FREE

Where did you all go

My very own, very own words

Where did you go when I needed you?

Do I need to worry cos you’ve gone;

Or with my life just carry on?

I know you are mine; always mine

To speak with, write or play

So I let you go; to seek thine,

For if you are mine and do go away,

You are sure to return

Only if you really are mine,

To love and be written.

Then you will surely return,

To love and be loved;

For you are the words,

To aid me play my tune;

The tune of this loon

Who perennially does moon;

Come play my harp, my words;

Help me set you free

As words that aim to be

As free as ever; forever be free....