I first drew breath and joined the world, in 1952
Since then I’ve spent my life in search, of things that I could do

I’ve worked with tools and built a life; ambition’s in my breeding
I went to schools and broke the rules, and then discovered reading

I wondered all about the folks, who jotted it all down
And put the scenes inside my head, through books that I had found

I pondered and I theorized, until it came to me
Passing my thoughts through a pen, might be my destiny

I write of pain, I write of love, I write to bring a smile
I spread the news and write the blues, and watch the words compile

I’ll write until I’m finished, yes; on that you can depend
That’s the only way that I, will find out how it ends

Jeff Burkhart’s “Rhyme and Reason”

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