many sides to Rosey

25,703 poems read

A blank paper with lines,
yearning to be written on.
The lines standing out boldly
as if to draw attention.
It's cries of pleas
are heard only by the writers;
"Write on me; make me a something."
It lays there, eagerly awaiting
for letters,
strings of words,
and punctuation marks
to inspire it
and to make it come alive.
As the tip of a pen
makes contact with the paper,
The paper sprang to life
as fairies danced around,
dreams getting lost and found,
and lives were set in motion.
It quickly became
a story... a novel...
anything that the pen
desires for it to be.
As it promotes a bored mind to soar...
experience... experience...
and enjoy.

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