Deep from the soul, blood fills our pens.
The words on paper is our focusing lens.
From our thoughts to paper the verses flow.
the reaction of others is when we will know.
A heart is touched, a memory is lit,
sometimes a laugh because of our wit.
The meanings are different for all who will read.
It's their lot in life is the thing they will see.
So the blood in our pens is not just ours.
It's the sharing of others in our writing hours.