Like an artist puts his brush to canvas
So do I take my pen and I write
My ideas may come through the daytime
Quite often they may come through the night

So much I have found I can write about
The words flow like blood through a vein
As I find myself writing quite often
Of lovers who go through so much pain

When writing about my beautiful garden
The words flow like a river through my head
And how happy I feel when so many people
Receive much enjoyment from the things they've read

My words try to be uplifting and outreaching
If I can help someone that just makes my day
Especially if they've been feeling unhappy
And my words drive their dark clouds away

I am far from alone as a writer
So many gifted people I see
Whose writing brings them so much enjoyment
Just like the neverending joy it brings me