It’s been a year

Keyboard dusty

My thoughts rusty

Me disappear?

Never!

Ever!

Oh how I miss my muse!

The one that did amuse!

Who to accuse?

Was it a ruse?

Oh muse why did you leave?

I shall not fall prey to this reprieve!

I will continue to write

And you Go fly a kite!

Don’t let anyone stop you from doing what you are passionate about. Not even yourself.

Hugs from Brooklyn

Guady G