Lost Ray
Hello, ray of light.
Where now does your illumination fall?
Between your jobs and uni
You leave no time to call.
I hope you are well, and miss you
Hopefully life is not too bad
I speak I’m sure, for others also
Have some free time, don’t go work mad.
The stress of too much stuff
Deprives one of sleep, lives left felt rough
Don’t forget us; entertain us with your view.
And think of us, as we do, of you.
