thoughts

 As I stare

At this

Blank screen

Pondering

What to say

I’m reminded

That my words

Are Your words

And you waste

Not even one word

As I wonder

If what is written

Makes a difference 

Or matters

Even after

All these years

Then I remember 

You love me

Even if

Nothing was ever written

But You must desire

That I continue

Because each day

Something gets written

And You allow

Others to benefit