Blank Page - Poem by Ames Sunshine
The page is clear
The sheet is blank
it's just waiting to be written on
What will I write
What will I feel
What will I be willing to reveal
depressed, happy or sad.
maybe even violent, mad, or glad.
What will the ink show
Will it just easily flow
The world will never be sure to know
This will probably never be shared
because hardly anyone would care
Who would want to read this page
and to my innermost thoughts be engaged
You never know what will in the end come out
No one knows what the conclusion to the story will be about
Everyday is a blank page
How are you filling your canvas?
I hope mine are filled with smiles and inspiration
and I hope that every page will be a joyous occasion
I wonder when my last page will be
and what I'll write about
I wonder what final last emotions will come out.
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