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My Pen

My Pen

Sitting here on my bedΒ 
At the wee hours, my thoughts deep
With particularly nothing in my head
Completely eluded by sleep

My mind is so heavy
I tried to figure out what's wrong
As I sit here, heart aching
If only I'd know what is wrong

Impulsively I picked up my pen
I start to scribble down
Writing something there and then
'Cos I know with that I'd come around

Overtime I discovered I've found a friend
Someone I can easily confide in
A true friend worthy of commend
With which I pour out all my hurtings

My pen is that friend
I write when I feel alone
My pen is that which I befriend
Even when I'm so hurt and want to groan

My pen would always be there
When happy and want to share
When in love and suddenly aware
When grieving and need to share

My pen my closest companion
Would always share my opinion
And I'd never feel abandoned
Would always spur me to action

In good and bad times
In happy and sad moments
In the day & night times
In celebration and grieving moments

My pen would always be there.....

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Rose Sho

Thanks so much Sweet Poetess...your words are always inspiring... I appreciate

Lots of love

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Tony Taylor

AMEN!! SISTER POET!!......I know everyone will be able to relate to this SO MUCH...... it is beautifully formatted and filled with phrases that I could see myself dreaming up!! (lol).........I LOVE this write ROSE.......smokin' grooves sister!!.......smokin' ads grooves!!........PINNED for future reference....... smiles........LOVE and xROCKETS!!......T xo.Β  ?

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Rose Sho

Yay!....you sure know how to make me blush....your words have really made my day...Thanks for reading and your comment....it's always thrilling to know you find my write worthy of your wall..I really appreciate

Lots of love....Rose

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Larry Ran

Hi Sweet Rose,

Oh, the beautiful pen. Β The illustrator of our hearts innermost secrets. Β Why do we not sleep? Β Because our minds yearn to create. Β So we rise in the quietude of predawn, to grab our pens and write the stories of our souls.

Hugs, Peace and Love,

xox Larry

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Rose Sho

Absolutely!...You've summed it up Sweet Larry....Thanks for stopping by my page

Lots of love

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Jimmy Arnold

Hey Rose,

It takes a strong and truly dedicated soul, to yield the pen in the manner in which you speak of it and you dear friend yield yours freely and with the most sacredad of intentions, not to appease yourself but to allow the readers the in-sight of its full purposed use...The pen,(in hand), has the tendency to write away the woes, that seem to want to take shelter deep within the heart, that has eluded us, throughΒ spoken words....Well written and spoken Rose and may your pen, never be allowed to go idle... Β Jimmy

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Rose Sho

Amen!!....Thanks so much Jim.....sometimes you find it difficult to talk about somethings but very easy to write....the pen is indeed a source of comfort.....I appreciate your stopping by and your wonderful words....means so much to me

Lots of love.... Rose

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Christopher Correia

beautifully penned, Rose, there is such purity in the tone and a sweetness in your thought stream, such tender mercies are the gifts of a poet, sacred are the moments shared; poet and pen...terrific uplifting write, poet....tribute

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Rose Sho

Thanks so much Chris...I'm honoured to have you stop by my page and write such kind words...I'm inspired..

Lots of love

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Paula Lee Perry

Wow......been there! A writer's tea! You have such a sweet way of speaking the truth in your poetry. I think it is a definite gift to you from God. I enjoy reading your poems.

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Rose Sho

Hey Paula...Wow!...such stirring words!.....I'm glad you enjoyed my poems...I really appreciate

Lots of love

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Rose Sho

Hey Flower.....I'm glad you felt it...It's alwaysΒ  a pleasure to have you stop by my page...your words are always motivating....Thanks to Cosmo for giving me the opportunity to learn from other talented writers like you...I admire you too..you're such a prolific writer

Hugs:)...lots of love

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Rose Sho

Even if no one is there, the pen is a true friend that would always be there...I'm thrilled to know you enjoyed it...Thanks a million!

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