I Wonder Poem by Wakefield Mahon

I wonder how, I wonder why
How can the birds fly up so high?
Why are there places at certain times,
Where all the poets run out of rhymes?

To change a feeling into written word
You try to make your love be heard
Can it be so hard to say
'I long to be with you each day'?

Why can't we say the things we feel,
Even the things we know are real?
Can it really be so hard
To fall in love without the shard

Of time to cut the fragile heart
Causing worlds to drift apart?
My questions are many, the answers are few
One thing I'm sure of, my answer is you