All Through The Night I Longed For A Poem

ALL THROUGH THE NIGHT I LONGED FOR A POEM

All through the night I longed for a poem
I could not write-
I waited to hear it inside
But I could not write it-
I needed a poem so much
And it did not come-
In the morning I sat down
And began to write-
The words came-
I felt I meant something again
As I write this now
Who I am returns to me.