Dear Diary

Dear Diary Do you have room in here…room to spare? Within the archives of my thoughts and desires To listen patiently once more Are you too weary or tired To lend an ear today? To all my joys and all my sorrows All my wishes for tomorrow? Each day I beg you please to hear me… Spare a page for secrets, nonsense, funny stories Perhaps I will write about a kiss Or pensive words of someone missing… And when my heart is heavy With a bevy of troubles that weigh me down I will scatter tears among your leaves Your dated pages that chronicle stages Of my troubled world, whether big or small And when all of the heartache falls upon my brow As I toss and turn when bedtime rings With pitch black thoughts that nighttime brings I have a page within your bindings, So patient, kind and understanding Who listens, while I sit and write, and pray and cope My every thought, my dreams, my hopes I sit beside my bedside lamp And pour out my heart, and you drink it up I will lock it in, and once again Can feel the ease of comforting peace I will shut my eyes and go to sleep ~ _______________________________________________________________