This is an old acrostic. I write acrostics to keep my hand busy when I don't have the beginnings of anything nor any clear direction I'm heading in.
Do You Miss Me
Don't speak, darling
Outside is alarming
Years keep no count
Over and around our little town
Under the sea
Married are the fishes, and free
Is the coral wafting
Sound is surprising
Silence arousing a sleeping mystery
Mark me in sweetly sweet
Errant memory
