Why Do I Write Poem by Francie Lynch

To lift a thought to a song,
To redress perceived wrongs;
To relive my youth,
To duly expose the truth;
To express my depth of love,
To see a pigeon as a dove;
To foresee the future,
To capture the elusive;
To give voice to the abused,
To find refuge when refused;
To immortalize my loved ones,
To embrace the lonely shunned ones;
To know stars are fireflies,
To scrape away the lies;
To explain time is just a moment,
But enternity's in a sonnet.
Simply put,
It's the right thing to do.