• His quill rest just over the paper of the book
    He hesitates.
    Should he add to this book?
    Should he possibly ruin the work of others?
    He sets the quill down and
    Uses his hand to hold his place as
    He flipped through the pages of the past
    The works of great people forever printed in
    This aged tome read in parts by everyone
    His mind follows the pattern of verbs, nouns and adjectives.
    How can he possibly compare to what once was and surpass it?
    He can't but he can do his best.
    He turns back to HIS page and the quill decends