Oh, I would like to write a book
At which someone would take a look
And read the words I put inside;
Though they’d be covered, I’d not hide
The way I feel about this place,
The things that I must daily face
To find my way and make my name.
Oh, I’d not mind if I found fame;
I’d be okay to be liked well
The more so did it help to sell
Another book that I might write
And release for the delight
Of those who liked the first I wrote.
But if I will on that tide float,
I first must flood with words the page;
The script must come before the stage.

My commissions are still open; reach out for details!

I’m also happy to accept patronage to underwrite my literary efforts!