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