I sit here wanting to write
But the words have taken flight
So I look at fonts
Finding one I want
The words play with me
Still wanting to remain free
But I can be a little sly
As they pass by my mind’s eye
One, two, three in a line
Pretty soon I have a rhyme
I pull them to the page
Giving them center stage
Now they are stars in their own right
Upon this simple page tonight



