I spelled the words as I did for a reason
To show that some can read what we write
They may understand what we are trying to say
Even though the words don’t come out right.
A comment on one of my works made me wonder
Do the ramblings of my heart give direction
While I am clearing the clutter from my mind
Does what I write give others some inspiration.
Taking that a step or two further in my mind
It caused me to wonder of the risk that I take
That while I try to express my own pain or pleasure
Am I giving others thoughts for a decision to make.
Reading someone else’s words can be so easy
Knowing why the were written not always so
But it can’t keep the writer from writing
As with me, I have to let the words come out and go.