What good is a pen
If it cannot mend
A broken heart?
What’s the good in words
If it cannot console
An aching soul?
My pen is tired
From years of toil
And it is spent
From years of tears.
But what good is a pen
If it cannot begin
Again?
Check Jocelyn's books:
"Of Waves and Butterflies: Poems on Grief", "Mend My Broken Heart", "Questions to God", "To Love an Invisible God", "Defending My Catholic Faith", and more - click here.
(You may freely quote excerpts from this website as long as due credit is given to author Jocelyn Soriano and the website itakeoffthemask.com)