Anticipation to be
To be heard
To be liked
is no longer a worry
I am eager
to tell my story.
To write any story,
poem or just a rant
about the larger things of life,
to watch the ink spill onto the page,
the curls of cursive lettering
becoming words,
then sentences and paragraphs,
shaping scenes out of ideas in my head.
I will not wait
for some great publishing day,
or believe in becoming
a world famous author.
Each morning, I anticipate
the opportunity to write.
“Well,” said Pooh, “what I like best,” and then he had to stop and think
because although Eating Honey was a very good thing to do,
there was a moment just before you began to eat it that was better
than when you were, but he didn’t know what it was called.”
~A.A.Milne, Winnie-the-Pooh
