A pad of paper and a pen––
when these two meet, new worlds begin.
Born in the head of one who writes,
each magic word many more ignites
until at last, the story’s told,
once more as in days of old.
How many years may it have been
since first a poet lifted pen?
May I invite you to lift your pen to comment below?
The SOCS Prompt this week is “Pad.”
