Blue Chopsticks
Whenever I felt blue
I’d pick up a pen
And write my thoughts
It was my way of connecting
With my most inner depths
Now it’s been way too long
And I miss that bond
I could turn sadness into creation
And felt more alive for it
Living and creating so intertwined
Feeling nostalgic tonight
As I sit enjoying popcorn
With my fancy chopsticks
AP: Honorable Mention 2021
Submitted on October 3, 2020 for contest WHEN THERE IS NO INSPIRATION sponsored by SILENT ONE - RANKED 3RD
Originally posted on April 5, 2018
Copyright © Line Gauthier | Year Posted 2018
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