My Pen Pal

The music drops

The rain pitter-patters

My heart flitter-flutters

For a moment daydreams

Are entertained by

A smile and twinkled-eye

Then reality slips into focus

And I pick up the pen and write

My sanity, My saving grace

My souls canvas etched in ink

Everything I need to feel

Everyone I need to experience

Processed on a notebook

Held within my hand

~ FireBird

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