I leave
Behind
Me
A
Trail
Of
Ink,
Noting
Everything
I think,
And
No
Longer
Care
If
It’s
Printed
Elsewhere.
The
Glory
Is
To
Fashion
A
Story
To
Bring
Alive
What
I derive
From
All
I see
And
Am
And
Do,
And
Offer
It
To
Posterity
And
You,
The
Understanding
Friend
I have
Not
Met,
And
Yet,
Cannot
Forget.