Journaling my way throughout the day, writing a poem along the way.
Morning, noon and even at night, when it enters my mind I just have to write.
Hours and hours spent writing each day, leaving so little time for me to play.
The stresses of life released from my head, my memories written my memoirs penned.
Now out of my mind and written down, I worry no more and no longer feel down.
I use my writing as a tool to manage stress, why don’t you give it a try, take care and god bless.
- Author: The Fife Wanderer (Pseudonym) ( Offline)
- Published: December 28th, 2023 13:03
- Comment from author about the poem: My love of writing
- Category: Unclassified
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