Don't Fight It, Just Write It

I couldn't wait 'til one-o-five (105)
My pen's still very much alive
I cannot stop the words, they flow
I've tried to but I can't say no
When thoughts of you go 'round my head
I have to get them out instead 
Of keeping them locked up inside
Another poem I won't hide

But wonder I so very much
If you still like these poems, such
A joy they've been to write for you 
But do you like them? You used to
Morning, afternoon, and night
All my thoughts of you I write
I keep them foldered in "archive"
This pen's still very much alive
Copyright © | Year Posted 2024

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