KEEP WRITING

your reader is waiting

There's a torrent of rain on a cold window pane
and I am writing, writing, writing...
a thunderous stain on a page birthed of strain
and I am writing, writing, writing -
and my world won't exist by the time it is read;
but some other hand born long after I'm dead
will pick up these words and read what I've said...
so I am writing, writing, writing...
always keep writing, writing, writing
a reader is waiting
keep writing💖