OT.. A little sumthin I wrote

I just wanted to share because Im writing again.. I never thought I would be writing again.... The Book A father calling to his child, Yelling words of doom. The child running from him, leaving home too soon. Father reaches for the book, with worn and weathered bindings, pulls it to his chest, wishing for its guiding. Weather beaten worn out face, mouthing secret sighs. Weak and tired salty tears, rolling from his eyes. Scarred and calloused fingers, holding torn and tattered pages. A treasure chest of wisdom, no one seems to heed. A father standing at a grave, laying a child to rest. Unsaid words that were saved. knowing he did his best. Father reaches for the book, with worn and weathered bindings, pulls it to his chest wishing for its guiding. I just wanted to share... (((HUGS))) Dori

Very good !!!!!!! You have a real talent for writing. Ever take classes at college? Something you should think about. Peace and Love!!!

Thank you No Ive never taken any classes. Thank you very much I really enjoy writing. (((Hugs))) Dori

Hi Dori, "The Book" Is wonderful. What a talent you have. Would you mind if I ran off a copy of your poem? Thank you. God blesss you, Annette

Thank you, I don't mind, if you print a copy of it... Have a great day (((HUGS))) Dori