Why I Write

Floating;

Footsteps falling among the starry nights

And fair voices calling out into golden sunsets.

Floating through life with

endless opportunity.

Lines will be drawn on faces and hands, 

eyes will be darkened and hair will

Reflect the very starry nights under which we walked.

But 

We Will Walk,

Under those stars and ,

Shout into that sun.

We WILL

Write our stories

Conquer our fears 

and relinquish our envies.

And I will write down those triumphs.

I will record the wins and the losses so that we 

Can look back fondly and 

Remember.

Remember how we walked, 

And how we conquered and how we won.

I will write to remember,

To reflect and to smile.

I will write so that no story

Shall go

UNWRITTEN.

No words spoken will be lost.

Under the starry sky, our stories,

They will live on,

Floating.