Follow me down the twisting path,

the changing road

of which I write about.



Listen as I share with you,

my tears, my fears, my loves,

and all my doubts.



Learn with me

that life is unfolding

and nothing said is ever old.



Understand I write to tell the world

the things I already know,

the things that I have seen that are gold.



Accept this offering to read my mind,

to tell me the truth,

Do I speak softly to your soul?



Teach but do not preach to me!

To each his own.

In my writing I like to be bold.



Walk with me, I give you the chance.

Talk with me, I promise I'll listen.

See with me through the words on the paper.

be me for just a minute as we turn the pages.