WHAT ELSE IS THERE FOR ME
WHAT ELSE IS THERE FOR ME
what else is there for me
to write about?
when many thoughts;
have been passed on down
and presented in the past
when penning many books,
‘tis not unlike message sticks,
and beating drums,
from ancient times afore,
for I have become in my age,
a chronicler and a sage,
of telling stories with me pen,
and from deep down they’ve came,
and from me heart,
and my thoughts,
where there will be
hopefully many more to come,
and will make and keep me,
writing for many days,
so, what else is there for me;
to write about
that is the question be.
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