My idea in writing a book
For years I wrote down some words
Every day it was voice in being heard
The story of thrills of a roller coaster life
The notions that I may need advice
An eerie jolt of words that will attract
My sentence dialog of my back track
The hand as it opened the door
The mystery of something happened with the floor
It began to buckle and shake
It actually felt like a quake
My family spirits restless
One’s breath of confess
Words that I cannot say
Suddenly my mind seems to have gone astray
It is the writing feeling that is to be
Your expectations of me for all to see
All this will be from a book
All you have to do is take a look
To feel is to experience
Influence with the energy of endurance.