When My Heart Picked Up A Pen

The passion for a lost ability Has lighted the flame of a once burning candle Breaking the dawn of a new era Breaking loose the chains of captivity

A golden touch of encouragement flowing from a heart of diamond Leads this vessel of passion To emit a great radiance of joy

Let us leave the shadows to the dark;

The tears to the ground

The pain to the dust

And the disappointments

to the wind

Moving on to the rise of new legends

Legends whose golden hearts hold pens

Pens that do not cost pennies

But cost sadness of its presence.