Is a Blank Page Magic
A blank page stares me down.
I laugh, knowing I can best her.
She seems to brighten, which seems odd.
I almost see words on her page.
How is she doing this? I wonder.
Is a blank page magic?
Yes, my soul whispers.
You know that.
Copyright © Caren Krutsinger | Year Posted 2022
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