Get yourself a pencil to carry around,
And a piece of paper to write down your thoughts.
Inspiration can always be found,
Even if it's not actively sought.
Look everywhere, listen, and smell,
And don't forget to write things down.
Even if you see and listen well,
What you have seen, might not come back around.
That's where your pencil plays it's part.
And with your pencil, there's no regrets.
Especially when pertaining to the heart,
The pencil remembers, what the mind forgets.
9/8/10 Alton Texas
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I would like to translate this poem
This is so true. I like this way of thinking. Nice work.