WORDS OF THE LIVING

(WRITING)

There are those
Who write to see
What a wonderful world they could make
But there are those who write simply to, be

Many people when the look outside they see the same grass, the same trees the same breeze

But there are those that when they open their eyes, see wonder in the world

The last thing on their mind is to sell, as this world is theirs and theirs alone
Set in stone, their golden throne
It's all their own
And that is it