I want to write a poem that could change a life. Â
My own or better still yours.
A change for the good of courseÂ
no evil plan on my part
no hoped for dastardly deed.
I want to strike a chordÂ
shed a beam of light
ring a bell that we have beenÂ
unable to reach you and I. Â
My hopes are high, anyone can see that
for I have taken up the business of Joy.
Lucky me. Lucky lucky me.Â
And I will share.