Where do all the lost words go
I wish that I could know
The writing tools stand idly by
Leaving me to ponder why
I let them in and then they leave
With blank paper in front I grieve
I sit forlorn and write no more
Lost words cast upon the shore
© 2016, Craig Lincoln. All rights reserved.
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