The Paper and the Pens

By Joseph McGowan

I haven’t been talking to my old friends, the paper and the pens.
But I think it is time we sat down and talked again.
So, Hello dear friend, the paper and the pens.
I enjoy talking
For they listen attentively when I open up to them
They never let me down just like a real good friend.
You see, they remember every word that flows past my lips.
And every word that flows through my finger tips.

And they always listen to all my heart’s content.
Of all the stories of what I’ve done, and where I went.
They re-tell the story of what they’ve heard,
never missing a single word.
And the stories all seem to grow in size
right before your very eyes.
But what is fact and what is fiction? They let you decide.
As they take you on their wild ride
Through what is thought and what is mere reality
They leave that up to your mind
and your eyes to see
Yes I think it’s time we talked again
my dear friends
The paper and the pens.

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