Wednesday, February 2, 2011

Once upon a time

There was a man who lived
Once upon a time
In a house of debris
He would compose a rhyme
And when the words did not compare
Or wouldn't be together
He himself would take a stand
And help them all feel better
One day the song slipped his mind
He couldn't feel at ease
As he asked the words for any sign
Praying for relief
So word by word, they came around
And made it all work out
And then in just a single line
He made it worth my while

1 comment:

  1. Sometimes words are more necessary than anything. :)