Joy Over All
I am who I am. I write poetry and paint really badly. Please be patient.
I want to release you
From the cage you have
Come to know as home.
That your songs may be heard,
And your spirit
May grow once again.
Your sad eyes say it all
My love, freedom will be yours
If I have a say in the matter.
Even when you are freed
And don’t come to me,
I will rejoice in your happiness.
You do not even know this
I think you never will,
Your heart isn’t mine.
You have stolen my attention
And you don’t
Even have a clue.
© 2019 Wendy Engela