Tonight my Muse refuses to cooperate. First, I meant to write about Saint Valentine’s day. Nope. Then I meant to write about social issues. Nope. Then I meant to write about useful things for beginning writers. Double nope. Fine. Be that way. Here you go, enjoy.
There are many things I want to say, yet can’t find words to say them.
What does that say about me, being a writer?
Perhaps it says,
Some things don’t need to be said,
Better to express them in other ways.
Some things shouldn’t be said,
Love is found in silence as well as words.
Some things can’t be said,