My Writer’s Shrouds

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My Writer’s Shrouds

Regina Puckett

 

Was it because I loved hearing myself talk

That I told my characters which paths to walk?

Was it for vanity I told them which words to speak,

Or was it because I thought no one know I was ever here?

The worst part of it all, I let my life be ruled by fear,

And somewhere along the way I forgot to write for joy.

But that was before I found my sweet Liberty and Boy

And they allowed me join them as they flew above the clouds,

So I could feel the wind whip away my writer’s shrouds.

 

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