Tuesday, August 30, 2011

I write

I write
when it makes no sense...
when I have something to say
or nothing to say
not to keep up
or contend for the highest honor
but to be heard by that one whose life will change
because of some random  thoughts that I had the audacity to put on paper
while sitting on a rock on a Sunday afternoon
watching the sailboats passing by
never knowing what my words will mean to someone else
so I write every chance I get
because her life may depend upon my ink.

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