Empty page.
Full mind.
If you seek,
Then you shall find.
When all else fails,
Choose paper and quill.
Fill the page.
Do as you will.
Write what you see.
Express how you feel.
Let words from the heart
Be your spiritual meal.
Turn page into diary,
Drawing,
Or poem.
When holding quill to paper,
You are NEVER alone.
YOU ARE READING
Life of a Lonely, Wandering Soul
PoëzieThis is a series of poems I, Brianna French, have written. The are completely original, and I would appreciate it if you didn't steal them. Thank you SO much for reading! I am 13 years old as of now, but I will be 14 in the July of 2013. Please feel...
