A creative child

Driven wild

By one’s own imagination

 

Thoughts abound

Running around

Dreaming of creation

 

No one knows

A story untold

Of one’s pent up emotions

 

No way to express

Filled with stress

Dreaming of an outlet

 

No drawing talent

My mind will not relent

What is there to do?

 

I cannot paint

I cannot think

With all my thoughts just swimming

 

Then one day

I started to think

Maybe I should try a new thing

 

I dropped my stencil

And grabbed a pencil

And began to write my words

 

It came to me easily

Like a bee making honey

And I knew that this was for me

 

After so much failure

I had found success

With simple little words

 

My relief I couldn’t express

My mother could attest

I had found fire and excitement

 

In simple little words

 

Happiness and joy it brings to me

Like pollen to a honey bee

My outlet I have finally found

 

Thanks to simple little words

 

The feelings evoked by life

Are like the waves of the ocean

Finally, I can release them

 

With simple little words

 

With so much happiness

And so much strife

I cannot keep it bottled up

 

And this is why

I stay up at night

Just to write

 

Simple little words