a poem about writing.
Aug 26, 2022
when life has lost its allure,
when my soul is no more,
when all the things
I thought were me
fall away,
when I can’t even stand my own company,
I have writing.
and that is freedom.
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If you would like to talk poetry, please email me at mrswillowdrake@gmail.com. We can meet for a virtual cup of tea and share our stories. xo.
