The Writer In Me Wants You To Know
As we relax here together in Granite BAY,
watching the river waters gush from the LAKE,
there are a ton of things I'd really like to SAY.
Things forever kept, none the luxury to FORSAKE.
Before you pack your bags and LEAVE.
Before you close the door and forever GO.
There is inside of me things I truly BELIEVE.
And the restless writer in me wants you to KNOW.
The times and seasons are not in our HANDS.
We do not govern them; rather, they govern US.
There are some mysteries we will never UNDERSTAND.
Albeit, the revealed things will always be ENOUGH.
We only live once, and we also die ONCE.
That one life could be a blissful eternal ONE.
That one death is beyond an annoying NUISANCE.
AND the odds of escaping death are next to NONE.
Life makes no firm promises and is so UNCERTAIN.
One last thing, as the river of words continue to FLOW.
Let us laugh, live, and love before the closing of the CURTAIN.
It's God's gift of the writer in me that wants you to KNOW.
8221PSCtest, 'The Writer In Me, Wants You To Know',
Mystic Rose Rose. 3P
Copyright © Curtis Johnson | Year Posted 2021
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