Lit-Ra-Ture

Lit-Ra-Ture

I love
To
Edit.
My
Manuscript
Improves
Each
Time
I’ve
Read
It
And
Fixed
What
Wasn’t
Clear.
I don’t
Care
If
It
Takes
All
Year.
Satisfied
At
Last,
Objections
And
Corrections
Passed,
I send
It
Off
With
Loving
Hope,
Sorry
It’s
Gone,
And
After
An
Eon,
Receive
A
Resounding
“Nope”.
I sigh,
Wipe
A
Tear
From
My
Eye,
And
Begin
Again.