Tuesday, November 16, 2010

Authorship

I told you I write sonnets. Now you know,
But, like the rest of them, you don't know why.
It isn't just that in my studies I
Am called upon to read such things; oh no.
I write because it causes a warm glow
Inside of me, and nothing else I try
Has that effect. I used to be quite shy
About this, but I let the shyness go
Because it had no point. I write enough
That not admitting it became a chore,
And who has time for those? I'd rather be
Open and honest. I write all this stuff
I'm often proud of it, and what is more
It's rather central to my being me.

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