My paper Intimidates me. Once the door To my soul, How reluctantly This flat, White rectangle Opens now. Anxiously, Pen in hand, I peer Into the dingy Depths of my heart And see Little there I remember From the days Before I threw you out. Body and soul, Smiles and laughter, Love and music, All that was you And yours I tossed aside, For I could not abide Sharing you With any other. I shut you out Of my heart. I didn't know My poems would go, My music would No longer flow. I hadn't thought The light would die, Or that clouds Would fill the sky, All beauty fade away. Ah, hold tightly To a friend! With both trembling Hands hold fast, For no empty heart, No vacant page, No hollow soul Is worth A precious, Loving friend!
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