Mole The Poet.

As a kid I secretly wrote poems in an old French vocab’ book I acquired from my secondary school in Luton. 
This was the best.

My mind is mine
I’ve done no crime
My thoughts are happy, evil, sad.
They might make certain people mad.
But if I stay silent
They’ll never know
What hopes and fears
In me may grow.

• I guess I’ve decided not to stay silent.
• I am nearer 40 now, married and a dad.
• Do you need to know what I do for a living? I don’t reckon you do.
• Grown older, though some would say not necessarily wiser. 
• Always wrote, for pleasure, in a cathartic way, to kill time, to amuse.
• I don’t think I’ve got anything earth shattering to say.
            I hope it will amuse/ entertain/ hell even inspire.
            ( Sorry prone to flights of fancy)
            I’ll let you be the judge.