Words I Write...

Sit in silence,

the room seems cold –

In my hand,

this pen I hold –

Writing thoughts,

that come to mind –

Hidden secrets,

I may find –

So much to write

but where to start?

The words come straight,

from my heart –

I’ll save them forever,

in this book –

And in the future,

I can look –

Back upon these,

words I write –

As I’m sitting,

here tonight –