Why Stop Writing
That sound…
It’s my phone, calling for attention again
As I picked it up and spoke…
It was the voice of “The One” on the other end
We talked, giggled and laugh together
About life, work and anything that comes to mind
Then a pause… In a smooth silky voice
Why stop writing?
What do you mean?…
I didn’t stop writing my dear
I’m just being distracted for now
Though my mind seeks to refocus
This is proven to be a peculiar challenge
Why the peculiarity?…
Because, because….
Because of “The One”
Who is…
