Write On
My ink that seeps...for you
Speaks with a fluent tongue
In the midst of a cool evening
My pen seeks attention
For now, it wanders into the mist
The morn will bring a new beginning
That is, if I live another day
If I don't, my jarred ink, I leave... for you
For you, for you to grasp, for you to write
For you to share our thoughts... our love
The baton is yours to take
So take it
Take it and make it flow
Flow it, flow it fluently
Speak for you, speak for others...
and speak for me
Write on
Copyright © Charles Messina | Year Posted 2019
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