Picking up the pen,
joining the den,
writing the word,
expressing the word,
reading the word,
never a dull moment,
occupies my brain,
blocks my boredom
drain.
Writing is hard,
but it sure is
a fun type hard,
writing my first book,
took some heart.
Man was I zoned,
until this day I'm
still word
owned.
But I loved it,
every minute of it.
As I write this,
my pen I kiss,
sometimes I really
don't care how good I write,
I'm just glad I have the
nerve to
write.
Putting your words
and expression out,
can bring much trouble
back through your route.
Have you running for the border,
getting your words in order.
It's shape up,
or ship out!
Me,
I'm going to write,
I'm hooked on this site,
like a junkie on drugs,
writing gets my hugs.
Right or wrong,
I'll write
on.
Sincerely,
G
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