Why Do I
Why do I attempt to be witty, original, and entertaining,
in the words I write.
Don't think, and surely know, I can't always be.
Only one reason remains,
you are special to me.
To have a place connected to thee,
A man can only risk the try,
to be the apple of your eye.
So you may truly see,
It's the effort made,
that demonstrates the deepest care,
not the success or failure of words,
written and placed out there.
Copyright © Randolph Byrd