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Sitting alone at my trusty writing table once again

Wondering where the creative images have been

Touching the early morning peace and stillness

Writing with inspiring words filled with richness

Creating poetry can be a journey to thrill

Seeking new ideas for a blank sheet to fill

Smiling as my loyal pen walks with haste

Hoping these words provide a rich taste

Dreaming of writing a poem that’s a big hit

Understanding that many will be left adrift

Pausing to think of outstanding poetry awards

Knowing that finishing may be my only reward

Finding more ambition from the morning light

Feeling my mind beginning to take full flight

Adding to a poem line by thoughtful line

Relishing the energy my words will find

Nearing the end of my writing journey, years from now

Looking back at my poetry, and taking a last, final bow

Realizing that long after I have left and been gone

Appreciating others reading my words like a song