my mind with wondrous words.
Words written time after time,
with love, and loss, and joy!
Overwhelmed am I on this day
with words jumping like beans
in my head, waiting to be read.
They correct, punctuate each sentence
with great choice, and truth, these
words for you, and you, and you.
Oh, I wish you to read them now,
but they will have to wait, for I
know not when I'll get to sign the
paper that says they are great.
Be it soon.-daw