A Way Of Life
If I do not weep when I write,
then I am not writing.
I am simply wasting ink.
Comments on this poem/writing:
|LinzAy (18.104.22.168) -- Thursday, July 30 2009, 03:34 am|
|Mr. Rod Serling (22.214.171.124) -- Thursday, July 30 2009, 08:58 pm|
I would begin to weep myself if I didn't receive postive feedback from fine people like yourself
who just happen to have impeccable taste when it comes to recognizing others and their unique writing styles.
You are not wasting ink - you are reaching your readers in a touching and revealing way!
And we do not weep - we rejoice!!!!!!
|shiloh (126.96.36.199) -- Friday, July 31 2009, 01:39 am|
much appreciated... more than you know.
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