Put A Face

Put a face On the page Into scenes Put a time To a place With a theme Give it rhythm Meet the strict Rhyming scheme Get it down Write it out Make it seem Into a room That feels more Than a dream, But a place That we all Yearn to be Like a real history, Kings and Queens; And the dawn, As the birds start to sing, The dust-motes Lit up by a beam Of the sun Through the window That stream