Barry Writes the Songs...

My apologies to Barry Manilow...

I write the poems that make hearts sing,
I write the poems that make bells ring.
I write poems that make you cry,
and the poems that make you ask, Why?

I write the poems because you are mine,
I write the poems because you rhyme.
I write the poems as high as the sky,
and the poems you are the apple of my eye.

I write the poems because they are there,
I write the poems that come from nowhere.
I write the poems that make me sigh,
and the poems when you make me high.

I write the poems of my dreams,
I write the poems bursting from seams.
I write the poems from my soul,
and the poems when you make me whole.

I write the poems about hurt and strife,
I write the poems that save a life.
I write the poems that wrench your world,
and the poems where truth is unfurled.

Like a flag-waving above the din,
helping us escape the fix we are in.

I write the poems.

Copyright 2010 © Ronald W. Hull

6/26/10