I Write
I write when my heart is alone
and when your voice speaks.
I sing my favorite song
and clap and pat my feet.
I write when I feel you
and swell as you draw near.
I rave, yes I really do,
when I know you are here.
But most of all I write
when all else might fail.
My heart takes its flight
as my senses set to sail.
I find there's no other way
to expend this soulful fight
than to grab my pen each day
and sit down...and I write.
3 comments:
And rhyme time after time....*GRIN* An exacting write, sharp and to the point. I like it!
Hugs!
Chris
Wow! You just answered it for all of us. TY C. http://journals.aol.com/gdireneoe/thedailies
Hmmmm.......So you hear voices too.....LOL J/K
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