I really can’t stop writing, to cease would be a shame.
To me it feels like therapy, it’s more than just a game.
I’d love to be a writer, to fill the world with words.
Share my thoughts on love with you, move my soul onwards.
I write with such simplicity, with honesty and truth.
Because you like my simple posts, I’m so endeared to you.
I write a small child might do, with wonder and delight.
With thoughts that spring in my head, late into the night.
I’m on a writers journey, the evidence is clear.
This journey is the best I’ve had, it’s all so very dear.
In another lifetime, I might have started long ago.
An honest scribe as my guide, to teach me as I go.