by shawnda seiler/elizabeth gerkovich
Spinning words into a thread,
a tapestry of thoughts unsaid.
Stories told straight from the heart,
a moral sweetly to impart.
Like the sorrow felt on a rainy day.
wishing you had a way to say,
the way you feel when no ones around,
is why you write these words that abound.
My heart is open to what i feel,
so i put forth that which to me is real.
Not able to stop the tears that fall,
so my pen and paper catch them all.