You take your time to say too much today
Far too many words; yet what you wanted
Lines that take you, make you pause, dream away
Ambitious thoughts that might once be mastered
You crave a response, something given back
Something that rewards, gives recognition
Yet you know that what will return will lack
That vigour, that passion, which’s your mission
Instead you reflect, aim to keep it tight
Lock away the flowery sentiment
Tease out your words until they’re nearly right
Borrow from elsewhere, finish, now it’s sent
And as you reach the end of the letter
You know with time you will say it better