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"Either write something worth reading or do something worth writing."
--Benjamin Franklin

Tuesday, July 2, 2019

Grieving

Every day I write
The words descending from the ether
Filling up the page
Spilling out into forever

Senses come alive
All the world is in my pen
I reach out and I find
The phrase that whispers like a friend

But now, today
The page before me's empty
'cuz far away
Somebody's story's ended

I reach for the words but nothing comes...

Maybe now is not the time for fancy turns of phrase
Maybe now is not the time to speak at all
For no words can ease the pain, the sorrow, the loss
No words, I have no words.

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