Writing, my friend, is safer, somehow
Because my pen cannot stutter like my lips do,
And words get stuck in throats,
Not fingertips; you can't stumble
On paper trails on blue lines
Because writing is definite and clear
And no-one can tell if I am laughing
Or crying,
Through written words alone.
I actually love this little poem that is gigantic in it's sentiment. Well done, thanks for posting it.PEACE
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Great that you have shared this with us Emily. A nice write and so true. The weight is so often released with thanks to the great pen. Thank you and welcome.