The hope of the pen

Is that you will one day

Come as a visitor

Back to the page

And marvel or laugh

Reminisce or launch into a tale

It’s quite like an architect

Who first sees as a builder

But later comes home

As a resident

Or a singer

Recording as an artist

But later listening

As a true lover of music

The pen among many things

Longs to be invited back

Longs to grow legs

And run hard and on and on

With life