Who stole my muse
Who stole my muse?
Did a stranger come at night as I slept?
Did the oscillating weather changing the warm to cold,
freeze my budding words to write?
Did the daily stress pile up like dirty laundry,
blocking the beauty that I usually see?
Or did my muse just take a vacation,
to some place that I would rather be?
Heidi Sands
3/21/24
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