Writer in Charge

How neat the tales that live in books,
that speak of lives portrayed within.
faithfully following each intertwined strand.
To obey the writer’s whim that ends the tale,
with thought and action properly explained.
If only life could be so neat,
those strands thin and thin,
until the thread is worn away or broken from the whole.
To drop from memory’s store and much is lost,
that could explain events of long ago.

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