Posted in Poetry

Writing- Poem

©LC 2016

Writing makes me happy,
Writing makes me sad.
Writing makes me realize–
The dreams inside me I still have.

Writing is my outlet–
the world live inside.
The place I run to frequently–
when I have no other place to hide.

I don’t know what I will write.
the words alive on my screen.
Feelings flow through my fingertips
I write what I cannot say– what others do not see.

Writing helps us discover
Who we want to be.
It’s the wonderful art– of self discovery.

If we dream big,
we can see our dreams through!
And do the wonderful things, we are meant to do–
That writing sometimes helps us uncover.





Dreamer. Doer. Poet. Writer. Mom. Baker. Lover of Many Things.

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