Calling Your Name Poem by Thomas Plotz

Need to drive to the
Top of the hill
Where the tall pines stand
To feed my sole, by taking a stroll

Turn on the band, that makes me chill
Fill's my life with happiness
Overflowing my heart with joy again

Looking out to the rock
Seeing a flock of birds, riding the whirlwind
Woodwinds chime with delight

Rightfully knowing your free, and will come to me
When I call, when I need you most
Then, calling out your name to the sky
Closing my eyes
You answer

T. Plotz
4-26-2015