Writing is like breathing to me

Written by: Emma Buckeridge

Writing is like breathing to me
A force that cannot be helped
Words and rhymes flow and swirl
Wisp through my mind, words unfurl
Imagination is my friend
Hand in hand, at the ready
Creating treasures and emotional stories
My heart and soul take all the glory
My eyes see the earth in all its beauty
And all its sorrow and sadness
Fingertips tingle and lyrics flow
Sometimes a tear down my cheek will roll
You see, writing is like breathing to me
Transforms my mind so easily




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I have never written in 'Sonnet Form' before, I have enjoyed giving it a go!