Writer

I write nonstop,

With nothing to keep me going except a can of soda pop.

I write stories;

Keeping up with book stores inventories.

I write about everything,

And yet nothing.

I write to inspire,

To set people's minds on fire.

I write for you,

Not just the review.

I write for the joy,

I feel like a kid with a new toy.

I write till my hand is so tight I have to stop.

I hear my pencil drop.

"Now I am complete."

I say looking at my quiet suite.

The End