Beware, I declare, I am a WRITER.
I don’t think about it, I don’t worry, I rejoice.
Words surface and I am free to compose.
I may conduct with existing notes but my interpretations are unique.
I create forms, shapes, colors, smells, and sounds. And they sing.
If I am not a writer, I declare, BEWARE.
Great poem and illustration! Happy Birthday (again) 🙂
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Thanks again!
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Love this. I declare I am a writer too or I will die trying.
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Yeah, another kindred spirit!
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Perfectly put! Glad you are joining us, Julie…I don’t have the time to blog about it, but I am participating. Enjoy!
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I declare you are,
too!
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Heh, heh!
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Awesome!
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Love this on so many levels that I had to share it! WONDERFUL!!
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