Writing Words

Something to write, something to keep.  Words that fill the page are not always meant to be shared.  We have to find the right time, and the right one, to share them with.  Sometimes those ink-shapes spell out something so special that it takes a special person to understand.  Not everyone thinks the way we do.  Each person is unique, an individual.  That's the gift God gave us.

How to use it is the question.  Thoughts on paper may not work out for everyone but for some, it's the only way.  Writing is their hobby, their love; it's something they do well, even if others don't believe it.  Each person has the words in their heart; though only some find the key to unlock it.  The letters dance through their head, searching for escape but unable to find a way.  Sometimes they do make their way onto the white sheets, spouting things that show the person inside.  It's a precious, precious talent that, if cultivated, can be used to change the world for the better.