I started to work on the creative therapy catalysts--finally.....
Here is the first one.
This is the text--it has a certain rhythm.
Sort of like a poem.....
I lost myself-for
years and years.
I thought I knew what love was-
I thought I had a clue-
I gave my soul to the Devil-
and I was all through.
It look so long to find me-
Through the briars and the pines-
I'm still not sure I'm just not
there
As I wander deep inside.
But happy glimpses
Call me-
I awake to smiling faces-
With Irish eyes a gleaming-
I know I've found my
place.
