351. Written Poetry

There is a way outside this box,

And I’m wondering if you’ll find it, too,

because I am lonely, 

I miss you.

I will help you climb out,

Just grab my hand and let’s go.

Let’s fly away, let’s fly.

Let’s get you away from that ego.

Treasure the moment, 

For that moment is a memory,

And I have many of them,

Of you and me.

Memories portraying beauty,

Of the world we see,

Dipped in ink, written poetry,

Now, come fly with me.