Story By The Pen Poem by Saint Cynosure
Story By The Pen
A simple voice calls out to me,
one not heard by sound.
One simple voice calls out to me,
I hear when nones around.
This voice thats found within my pen,
slowly twist and turns my hand.
Marking dark the clear white sheet,
the sentence has began.
It leads the way has I follow along,
until the ending of the story.
This little voice inside my pen,
screams for its own glory.
Marking dark the clear white sheet, the sentence has began. excellent my love excellent. very cool. PYT
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4/25/2024 9:53:40 PM # 1.0.0.1119
A simple voice! ! Thanks for sharing this poem with us.