I put my pen to paper
The words begin to flow
I'm not sure where I'm going
But there is a story to be told
Is it one of desperation
Trials fraught with danger
A journey to new places
Getting lost with strangers
Is it a tale of love
Love that has been lost
Love that has been found
Is it love starting to defrost
Or is love thats always been around
Maybe I'll write about a fish
That battles all its life
It finally gets its wish
To be a magnificent dish
Or how about the breeze
With its cool and blustery antics
The way it whips and plays
So energetic and frantic
I guess what I'm trying to say
There is a story behind every day
Putting pen to paper
Will be the only way
To get these words arrayed.