Solitary Writing

They help me fly

My friends

My fellow writers

The lovely ladies I’ll miss

Over the winter months.

My writing is better

Because of them.

My skills are sharper

Because of them.

My life is richer

Because of them.


Is one of my most favourite

Evenings of the month.

As we wind down

And burrow in

For a winter of solitary writing

I’m thankful

For the Internet.

We’ll keep in touch.

We’ll tweet.

We’ll message.

We’ll email.

But it’s not the same.

Until spring


I’m glad there’s you!

A friend loves at all times…(Proverbs 17:17 NIV)


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