
Pen touches the paper
Every night as I sleep
memoirs of the day
Etched on paper
Forever as the
Ink dries
I am the maker
I am the made
Why make it sad
When happy it can be
Foolish is the one
who cries
Every moment reframed
The way I wanted
All sad ones made happy
Every defeat turned to victory
Some truths are
made of lies
For the script of my life
I am the author
Let’s pick up the pen
Let’s make a note
On the river, mountains
and the blue skies
Written for Linda’s SoCS prompt- Make a note
#Keepitalive
#SoCS
A perfect take on the prompt!
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That’s a beautiful poem. I love the lines “I am the maker, I am the made…”
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Thanks. Glad you liked 😊
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