Thank You Dear Writer
In a state,
Of solitude
You were the one
I turned to.
No matter the time,
Or the place,
Your words always
Filled me with grace.
Phrases became pictures,
Making my thoughts fixture
On another world
Of warriors and freedom,
Coming together
To form a kingdom.
Together we fought
With the brave
And feasted on foods
That we craved.
We sang old melodies
That brought back
Fond memories
And we told
Great tales
Of our ancestors’ prevails.
We fought in battle
And with ambition
We would prattle
On to the days of victory,
As we made history.
Your words strengthened my mind
And in your stories
I did find
My own imagination;
My escape from normalization;
All due to your inspiration.
Though you passed
Before I had the chance
To be able to meet you
At first-glance,
You still remain
A mentor who taught
To never refrain
From your wildest thoughts.
And to writing your story,
Creating your world
In all of its glory.
Though you may be gone,
You are deeply missed
And I still do fawn
Over your tales.
Thank you,
Dear writer
Adieu.
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