A long road has been written
Through typos and twists
You have seen it to the end
Fingers worn and callused
Pencils down to nubs
The corpses of pens fill a drawer
A cemetery you refuse to toss
Keys on have faded
The letters too faint for eyes
All to reach the finale
Will it be accepted?
You can never know
Until those who followed you
Get a chance to view the sunset
That you have crafted with your words.
Traci Ashbe Dark Epic Fantasy Author 