If I didn't have a pen
I don't know what I'd do.
Whenever I start missing her
I start writing
like now.
I never know what the words will be
'til they're on paper.
Before
they were in my heart.
Now they flow
like a river.
A river of love
flows through my heart.
A river of love
never ending
always flowing.
Copyright © 2003 T. J. Daniels
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