Raven085
06-28-2006, 03:03 AM
As I sit so many times
With this pen in my hand
The feelings and experiences of my life
On my paper they land.
The happy ones are O.K.
The sad ones hard to do
Sometimes the tears take over
And on the paper they land too.
All my writes might be meaningless
To every one but me
But it is a way to escape
And helps my mind be free.
A journal I've kept since I was young
Writing I truly love
One day I'll leave my life story
And all the work I've ever done.
It's truly been a pleasure
Because writing I enjoy so much
And I truly hope and pray
There's been a heart that I've touched.
With this pen in my hand
The feelings and experiences of my life
On my paper they land.
The happy ones are O.K.
The sad ones hard to do
Sometimes the tears take over
And on the paper they land too.
All my writes might be meaningless
To every one but me
But it is a way to escape
And helps my mind be free.
A journal I've kept since I was young
Writing I truly love
One day I'll leave my life story
And all the work I've ever done.
It's truly been a pleasure
Because writing I enjoy so much
And I truly hope and pray
There's been a heart that I've touched.