They say a writer writes so well.
When times are really bad.
It seems the reason for it .
Is because he is so sad.
Riches lost , Or a love is gone.
Or the passing of a friend.
of songs once heard ,Or hands once held. Or returning of a ring.
Or lips that never touched. Or lovers never gone too far. Or never gone at all.
Like children , Walking for the first time .
You know that they must fall.
I'm not one such writer. But I try and do it well.
I try to my life each day .
As though it wasn't hell.