Simple Joy

Creation.

The Simple 

Joy

In creating 

something

of 

your 

very own.

Mine. 

My words, 

What I say,

flows across the

page.

Like blood from 

wounds

Or a water

fall.

Tumbling out,

beyond my control.

But, still-

they are mine.

Thoughtless,

countless, 

creative,

conjoining

words.

Written-

Spoken- 

Conceptualized.

They are

beautiful.

I feel 

renewed

rejuvenated

refreshed.

I am 

proud.

My work,

my tone,

my poem. 

And this is why i write.

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