Writing, How Do I Love Thee?
Oh Writing, how do I love thee
Let me count the ways.
With you, I can speak of my love and adoration,
Or even vent my frustrations when things go wrong.
With you, I am free to rejoice on my triumphs,
And groan over my defeats.
With you, I can foster goodwill,
Win friends,
And make a difference, to make this world a better place to live.
With you I can express my disappointments,
Rage my fury if I want to,
And go against all injustices.
With you, I can smile, and I can frown,
I can laugh, and I can cry
Without the fears of prejudices and reject.
With you, I can talk of my dreams;
And let ‘em soar as far and as high as I want them to be.
Oh Writing, I am truly smitten,
I am so in love with thee,
For only with you, I can always be me!
Where would we be without words?
Edward,
Without words where am I? I’d be dead, I guess = ) no, seriously, idk where I’d be without words. I’m a fan of language and of words. And I really can’t imagine a life without them both.
Nonetheless, thank you for the comment and for dropping by as well. Thank you so much!