I Write Because

I write I do not know for wealth or fame And not even one mention of my name And there is little reason to my rhyme And I feel lost and years beyond my prime. I write because I feel the need to write The window of my soul open to light I have this useless gift that I can't sell And if people say I'm strange I think 'ah well'. I write because the blackbird told me to I hear him say 'I have a task for you' You write about the marvellous song I sing But not of where I build my nest in spring. I write but why so I do not understand Perhaps the pen is happy in my hand And the need within me keeps me writing on Though all my better years are dead and gone. I write because I hear a strange voice say Keep keeping on don't give the game away Your efforts may be branded doggerel But you have dreams to share and tales to tell. I write because to such I can relate And I've no wish to set retirement date And I write because I feel the need to write And the window of my soul open to light.