The Story Unfolds (Poem)

This book has closed
A new one now opened
The pages blank
But still to be written

My thoughts collected
My heart on sleeve
The story unfolding before you and me

My Pen in hand
White-out on table
Now is the time to put ink on paper

My pen is my heart
The ink my soul
The paper your mind
Let the story unfold

By Bradford Lee Mace

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