Writers’ Dream

Immortal words upon the page,
A lasting legacy.
Which unborn generations yet
May read and think of me.

For in these words a man may live,
Far longer than his days.
That’s why one must choose carefully,
Exactly what he says.

Who wants to be remembered as,
A bully or a thug?
As a lackwit or a drunkard,
Can’t live without his jug?

I’d rather be forgotten than,
Remembered in that way.
That my words might touch a heart,
As ‘ neath the sod I lay.

So hopefully my verse will find,
It’s way into your soul.
And living there, you’ll pass it on,
That is this writers’ goal.

Cheers, Winston