Daily Prompt :Quill

Sitting here pretending  this pen is a quill

I imagine how words have flowed through time and even though the authors have gone they carry on still

This is an ode to the writers

The amateurs , the professionals the lovers of prose

This quill is like magic weaving words whose effect can never be foretold .

These sensational words can wield so much power ; they can open a floodgate of  emotion even set a soul on fire

They can start a revolution where a new star is born or simply encourage a lost soul to carry on .

The writer is a mother , a creator :  giving birth to a labor of love

Their words can be your lover , your healer or your instigator

Let’s take a moment to appreciate the writers

Changing the world one word at a time .

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