Pen & Paper
When all other ears fade into the distance,
No understanding to give listening .
Heaven gives a gift of hearing.
Ink that is in tune to every heart word.
Paper which blesses to contain soul memories .
Always,
Friends near,
Waiting on the desk or bedroom table.
Copyright © Mark Hansen | Year Posted 2006
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