Write me your life story. Write the words large and loud. In big fuck off letters on a big sheet of virgin velum. Write me the delight I’ve seen in your sparkling eyes. Write me your name in capitals. Don’t expect me to ignore you for too long. Your voice belies your wisdom. All clipped and staccato yet riddled with warmth. Write me a shopping list in words that rhyme. Sing me a song but make sure you make your marque. Scribble away across my heart. That place I thank you from the bottom of. Write me an ending yet leave it open-ended. If you do nothing else with yourself, remember you did it with me. For you. For them. To be. I hope you smile forever. The world deserves that courtesy. There’s far too much paper in the world. Give me that fucking paper and I will fill it up til my pen runs dry….