My Book

I sit down with my book, And inside myself,I take a look. What I feel flows to my pen, I have done this time and time again. I don't do it for the praise or fame, righting to me is not a game. My thoughts I wright and share, it's my deepest feelings that I bare. Some are of happy things and some are of sad, Things that I have been through,good or bad. It's the way I clear my soul and mind, Me,my pen,and this book of mine. In case I get old and tend to forget, I can look at these words that I have left. I don't need to be famous in this world, I have what I need,my wife and little girl. So I thank you all for being so kind, For the words I wright in this book of mine. It's nice to share these thoughts so true, And the kind words from friends like you. Thank you Poetry Soup and it's members.