My Friend, My Muse

MY FRIEND, MY MUSE

Writing was a distant memory
Something that use to fulfill me
Then life dealt me a crushing blow
The words I could no longer show

I began to just exist
My poetic expression lost in an abyss
No inspiration to write
Day to day, living often a fight.
I thought my love for words were forever gone
Then a light to illuminate my life brightly shone

One that was always there but now shines bright
One who knows me inside and out lead me to the light
A muse who has reminded me who I am and what I am about
Now the words flow freely , a caged bird let out
from a dark place where I could not see
To a blissful place where I can be me!