He was a dreamer

never to good at anything

he lived a quite life

his only adventures on the t.v.

he read of fables and stories

letting his mind drift away

life began to seem boring

se he wanted to get away

so he began making little plays

he'd record in his head

he thought thy where always just stories

but the blossomes into a world

within his mind

the world grew along side him

always changing with time

eventually it grew to big for just his

head he wanted to share it

but he didn't believe he could

one day his mind pulsed about ready to

burst he didn't know how he could stop it's

growth his palms there empty but his

mind filled

he held his head unsure of what to do

his mind went clear his heart slowly beat

as he felt the world change under his feet

all went blank in the grand wonder

he made a pen from his mind hsi soul into

the script he wrote with his heart

filling the emptiness

the world came to life

and it flourished through it's pages

he shared it to the world it went on

through the ages

the world never died it's wonder

never ending

the world never forgot it's creator

for it was The Writer that let

them live forever.