To Whom It May Concern

Dec 10

Written By Nat Tucker

December 2015

I just wanted to get a few things out of the dark before we start

And this is the part that’s a little hard

A fair disclaimer to whoever you are

I hope that my requests aren’t too large

But nevertheless, I’ll embark

Do you see this mark?

I’ve been scarred

But I’m not quite starved

Because I still have a spark

Somewhere deep in my forested heart

I’ve saved it for whomever you are

In hopes that you see my arms as a work of art

And give me the will to live long enough to have my own yard

I hope you will be smart and be my guard

Because if you are not careful and woo me with charm

That little spark will leave my bark charred

But most of all, I hope that we meet soon and you are not far

Or maybe we are already mere inches apart

Cold Feet