This is a story
All about
How important it is
To let feelings out
It’s dangerous to hold them in
But where to start?
Where to begin?
There once was a girl
Who loved to write
All of the day
And all of the night
She’d pen observations
Her feelings and fears
Poetry, stories
Paper up to her ears
These thoughts weren’t for others
Just for herself
Her private emotions
For her own bookshelf
One day an invader
Snuck in to read
Her private thoughts
What a ***** deed?!
When the girl discovered
Her privacy breached
She vowed never again
To put herself on a sheet
She’d hold things inside
Keep them in her own brain
Where no one could read them
See her joy or her pain
She promised herself
She’d take time to reflect
Not writing stuff down
Wouldn’t have an effect...
But slowly she found
She had less and less time
To acknowledge her thoughts
To stop, think and refine
Her ideas became jumbled
Squished inside of her head
With no way to release them
She was confused instead
Life became busy
And years passed real quick
Sadness overcame her
And she became sick
Then a teacher encouraged
Her to write feelings down
Remembering she once did
Brought on a frown
But she built up the courage
And decided to try
Her teacher promised
No one would pry
Slowly she began
To write things again
And feeling flowed
From the end of her pen
Her mood was lifted
A sentence at a time
It felt tremendous
Wonderful, sublime!
She promised herself
Right there and then
Never would she stop
Using paper and pen
To let out her feelings
It was her release
The way to maintain
Her inner peace
So, the moral is
For your own health
Whatever YOUR outlet
Express yourself!
By Amber Heaney 2021 ©
Jan 9, 2021
Jan 9, 2021 at 3:14 AM UTC
This is a story
All about
How important it is
To let feelings out
It’s dangerous to hold them in
But where to start?
Where to begin?
There once was a girl
Who loved to write
All of the day
And all of the night
She’d pen observations
Her feelings and fears
Poetry, stories
Paper up to her ears
These thoughts weren’t for others
Just for herself
Her private emotions
For her own bookshelf
One day an invader
Snuck in to read
Her private thoughts
What a ***** deed?!
When the girl discovered
Her privacy breached
She vowed never again
To put herself on a sheet
She’d hold things inside
Keep them in her own brain
Where no one could read them
See her joy or her pain
She promised herself
She’d take time to reflect
Not writing stuff down
Wouldn’t have an effect...
But slowly she found
She had less and less time
To acknowledge her thoughts
To stop, think and refine
Her ideas became jumbled
Squished inside of her head
With no way to release them
She was confused instead
Life became busy
And years passed real quick
Sadness overcame her
And she became sick
Then a teacher encouraged
Her to write feelings down
Remembering she once did
Brought on a frown
But she built up the courage
And decided to try
Her teacher promised
No one would pry
Slowly she began
To write things again
And feeling flowed
From the end of her pen
Her mood was lifted
A sentence at a time
It felt tremendous
Wonderful, sublime!
She promised herself
Right there and then
Never would she stop
Using paper and pen
To let out her feelings
It was her release
The way to maintain
Her inner peace
So, the moral is
For your own health
Whatever YOUR outlet
Express yourself!
By Amber Heaney 2021 ©
Party inspired by my recent return to writing verse. Partly inspired by my children and students. I would very much like to hear feedback, I imagine this as a children’s (8-12yos) picture book.