I wish I could write books
But All I can try is poems
Don't judge my patience for what it looks
As my words is as still as garden gnomes

Not knowing what my words mean
But one day they will see
These words that are unseen
To find inner peace is the key

The words I shout out to the world
Seems to whisper into empty winds
For it is twirled
Into plenty of minds

To know what I say
Find your self- worth
& Know the role you play
As the star of the North