A Writer Is A Writer - Poem by Cynthia BuhainBaello
When you meet a writer
More often than not, he's a listener,
Because he is always an observer
Who absorbs all he sees there.
When you meet a writer,
He talks less and thinks deeper,
His mind works rather faster
Than his pen on a paper.
His passion is intense
His perception quite immense
He cannot live in Silence
Writes in defense or offense
But he will write, that's his breath,
Writing's his being so firmly set.
The reason he lives with no regret
A writer is a writer until death.
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