That’s When I Wrote
I wrote before red birds could sing
Before lions knew of their courage
When constellations had no name
I wrote before the moon could shine
Before the ocean knew there was a sea
When words offered no meaning
I wrote before time was tender
Before crisp nights sang themselves to sleep
When rivers flowed without intention
I wrote before I knew I was me
Before curiosity came to call
When the sky was not yet sugar candy bliss
That’s when I wrote