Always Here, Sometimes There
The writes alone become now friends
Here where words on lines I tend
Here where time I still can bend
Here where good is mine to send
If just one, that strays through woods
Of penciled sketches that have withstood
The test of time they have endured
Stick Men at best of heart pure
Here where tress will never fall
Upon a screen, upon my all
I come to pen, playing with letters mine
Twenty six in all one of few lines
Here they say we come to rest
A mortals soul some what some less
Right here where things feel so right
Written confessions under moonlight
Glance I do now and again
Converse awhile with Moon my friend
Asking of her that GOD would send
Upon our mind as time did lend
Sometimes my heart will take the lead
Coaxing a thought to mind that feeds
Off the things that intercede
Upon one more one stranger will read
And in the end maybe someone
Will stop and buy maybe just one
Buy into what spreads before
A message mine that struck a chord
Always here though then again
Maybe not today we'll pen
Inside where words some yet not seen
Casting upon this site sweet dreams
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