Why Do I Write?

Why do I write?

Well, I guess it’s something like

If I die in bed tonight,

There’ll be something left of mine.

Then my baby boy will know

That I really love him so,

And I made it my one goal

To make this world into his home.

I want his future to be bright,

And even in the darkest night,

I hope these simple words I type

Can be for him a source of light.

And for every one of you,

No matter what you’re going through,

It’s the least that I can do

To offer words of love and truth.

Now why did I write

This little poem here tonight?

I guess I gave a reason why,

But I have something else in mind.

When you turn and walk away,

And you have to face the day,

Make what you do and what you say

A legacy to celebrate.