To my friendly writing nymph

written for a friend on the site

What came before and soon hereafter

Success so grand or pure disaster

Thoughts and feelings mixed as one

Turning darkness into hopeful sun

 

But, shy not from that you thing you can

And refine that which you have made

To be pleasanter for all ears sake

And then rest it in eternal shade

 

For your work will be never done

No matter your attempts or time spent

You should stop when it is no longer fun

And return to the paper when you can

 

So be hurried little nymph of mine

You will find your time to shine

Forget not the rhythm in verse

Or your words just sound simply coarse