“Once upon a time there was a writer and he wrote a book.
Then he begin to take a second look.
He flipped through the pages from beginning to end.
Remembering the words from way back then.
A story had been told and a desire to write another, but when?
The writer sat comfortably in his chair.
And he stared out the window in some despair.
He realized he missed his characters so very much.
All of their adventures and such.
He could write more words and bring them back.
Or just close his eyes and relax.
The written word lives on forever.
Just like the running water of a deep blue river.” ~Patrick Timm