Lawrence S. Pertillar
The Sounds Of Chirping Birds - Poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
It has been a while since I was a child.
And everyday someone will ask...
If I still use a pen and pad to write.
I now use a pad and pen.
And sometimes I might type.'
Is there a difference? ~
I no longer change ribbons.
But I go through pads and pens.'
You do still write? ~
'Not as much as I use the internet.
To then go to a website.'
~To write, right? ~
That depends on what I find to download,
What inspires you? ~
'The sounds of chirping birds.'
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