What you get by achieving your goals is not as important as what you become by achieving your goals.
I am not
more grateful for my pen
that bleeds its blood out, to talk about
practicing to perfect practicing
Then i am
of my paper
Where i wield words
with a will, inspires me to hold, my quill with a skill
dazzles damsels distressed not to stress
and torn man not to morn, when there is less.
© 2019 The Poets Peace
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