When a Pen Talks
If my pen would talk, it'd say what I thought,
what do I think would come straight from the ink.
If it was blue, red, or black the words wouldn't change,
the ink states the facts.
The facts are words, thoughts and rhyme,
reading them could take some time.
Time is here, there and all around,
my pen making the only sound.
The sound is words, rhythm and rhyme,
the sound it says is for you and I.
Now that my pen has said what its said,
its talked quite a bit to get near the end.
With an end near and in its site,
my pen has used much of its mite.
Its talked and wrote, for this, this note it wrote.
What's the meaning with all this ink thats been said,
was for you my (Debi) our love is that, what's been said.
I love you, as my pen has showed its took quite a bit,
to get to this part of the show.
With the credits running past through and through,
it boils down to just me and you.
I love you my sweet, my pen has agreed,
I love you my dear, it's you that I need.
My pen has wrote what's needed to be said,
I love you baby, this last part is from (Ken).
The cap has been placed back on the pen,
the words at the end, came from me and my heart within.
I love you.
Copyright © Kenneth Brenner | Year Posted 2019
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