Today I am a writer.
I build worlds out of words.
The adventures I am writing,
No one has ever heard.
Mountains made of letters
And inky rivers on my page.
I’m the author of a hundred legends
And the paper is my stage.
My words wind down wild ways.
Even I don’t know where they lead.
When I’m following my fantasy,
It’s when I feel most free.
Animals can talk.
All my friends can fly.
Writing myths and yarns and fairy tales,
There’s nothing I can’t try.
I tell amazing stories.
I invent the wildest rhymes.
My pencil dancing on the page
Lets me live a million lives.
Today I am a writer.
I create creations no one ever knew.
What will I be tomorrow?
I can hardly wait to choose.
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