I compose my blogs and edit more.
My head, limbs and back would feel so sore.
Everyday I would sit without fail.
My efforts either take flight or sail.
I give myself only two hours.
One blog is finished like dusk flowers.
I compose until the late of night
or until there’s nothing left to write.
I find I could do only so much.
I try not to make life my old crutch.
I learned to blog in ones month’s short time.
I wrote poetry well with each rhyme.
I learned much with my abilities
through the open possibilities.
It does not take too much to employ
the innate skills to share and enjoy.
My writing is my new found hobby
and without the likes of a hubby.
Close people don’t know of these passions
instead they buy the latest fashions.
The world is full of hopes, tears and fears.
My life has been filled with joy and cheers.
Life’s moments are in the here and now.
Good people warms as one would allow.
A messenger is me, who would fight.
A reporter is me, who would write.
I’m human in a special way.
I’ve shared myself and my world each day.
For hidden truths from masters or me,
first look within and know you are free.
From us beings above or below,
connect outside under sunlight glow.
Revised on 07-11-2006 05:14AM…
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Hello Flynn, nice, and good luck!