Write A Line

Write A Line

A funny cloud, a secret’s shroud
A wave, a want, a wink
A dying fly, a needle’s eye
The time it takes to blink

A baby’s smell, a day from hell
A friend, a foe, a find
A life unfair, a love unshared
The meeting of the minds

A lightning fork, a dream that’s corked
A splint, a spec, a sigh
A mother’s hug, a father’s shrug
The who, the where, the why

A wish that wakes, a vow that aches
A star, a sun, a sign
A life of thought, a truth that’s caught
The will to write a line

©2022 Mark Bird