All I have is my Pen

All I have is a pen…
All I could do was form prose with my mind to gain peace in my heart
In order to accept the hours minutes days that we are apart
I run to the internet hoping that I can get
Just a crumb of attention from you
But there is nothing there and I’m left with despair… and then
And all I have left is a pen
To hell with all the protocol
All I want is for you to call
With just a minute of your time for me
And then all I can do is form prose with my mind to gain peace in my heart
In order to accept the hours, minutes, days that we are apart
I drop to my knees to pray for that one day
You will come home
And then all I can do is form prose with my mind to gain peace in my heart
In order to accept the hours, minutes, days that we are apart
Because all I have to cling to is my pen
©Michelle McGriff 2009