M a y b e w o r d s

Why bother to pray
Why bother listen to what wise men say
Why bother wait to open gifts until christmas day
Why bother feeling sorry for aunt May
Why bother ordering a new car, If you can’t pay
Why bother begging Her to stay
She’s gonna leave you anyway

Heard something amusing
Want to have it at hand when feeling down
But we forget so much
Soooo much
On the cliffs with waves under and skies over
Inspiration in hand and words soaring
The perfect phrase
No tools to give a hand
In fear of forgetting