The Thing I Love
The thing I love about my pen
My pen has a soul
It’s not afraid but bold
It’s contents will one day be sold
Every word would be heard
My book has a soul
Each verse would be told
Every line is like sugar and gold
These verses will never grow old
It will help shape the next world
My book has its own soul
It will help mould
Behold these words cannot be controlled
I can’t withhold the words that need to be unfold
Every poem has its own soul
Every story needs to be told
Inspiring words warms a mans soul.
Copyright © Scarlette Howard | Year Posted 2020
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