When The Words Won’t Come

Sometimes when the words won’t come
I sit quietly in the dark
The reasons why they won’t I know by heart
But I refuse to spend forever in the dark
The darkness becomes a part of me
And I a part of it
I’ve learned that words will always come
When the darkness becomes light
Morning comes with the rising sun
Words flow from my pen
The night was long, but now it’s morning
And The Tennessee Poet writes again

~The Tennessee Poet~

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