I Write For The Now, I Write To Reminisce


Seeing the lines right in front of me, like everyday life --

I notice the sparks and lights mirror what's inside.

The beauty is not new to me, but some of us forget.

The true face of everything -- the beauty that lives.


The lines reflect the lives of all I see,

and sometimes, just the life of one.

I write because I feel I should,

An obligation, held for fun.


The heart beats out the story, the essence

of emotion and thought -- the teacher of lessons.

My hand, the scribe, with mind and eye

Translate the Love I feel inside.

I write to remember if I forget,

to look back on the Love that lived.


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