Fourteen Years and Counting

Fourteen years today it began
but 'twas something never thought,
putting my first words to paper
ink was dropped on paper in drops.

Lines that have been written
things that needed to be said,
never throughout my mind I'd think
this would be the place I'd be led.

I still look back and think
why I started in the first place,
and now I have two books published
but it came at a slow pace.

I've made many mistakes
and still trip along the way,
like a baby just learning to walk
it's hard to keep writer's block at bay.

Many times I wanted to give up
but something was telling me not to,
there's still so much yet to be said
I enjoy writing when days begin anew.

Copyright Cynthia Jones
Jan.3/2016

Well...I've reached yet another milestone. I still can't believe how far I've come.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2016

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