Sometimes it just seems to me
that the words are not enough,
and yet, I pen onward
flowing forward on the page.
It is all that I cna give to you,
that I could leave in this age
when times are so good, or too rough.
So, though I know not what is to be
or not, I write ever onward
to theday when words are but few.

10/27/2010

Posted on 10/27/2010
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