Words accompany me when they are least expected
Pen and pad near or a means to remember
On Walden Pond, touched Henry David desk and what a moment
Thinking that would have been a great place to teach Walden
Taught but not about writing Poetry
These lovely friends have comforted me
Dried tears that many never see
Reminded me of people present and in the past
Some can speak and others write it
My students didn't know this poet
Sharing that is something that has taken many years to come out
It started on an eight year old's pad of paper
Writing listened and never judged what others could not know or understand
Years later it saved my life and others reading it now never knew who the Poetess is or was
Why do you write?
It knows me best
The muses know they are my best friends
Other than the love of my life, writing is my best friend

C@rainbowchaser20021