Illustration · Poetry

Time

I never have enough of it.barn_owl

But at night I lie awake

fraught with worries…

Do I draw?

Do I write?

What should I draw?

What should I write?

But then as the sun rises

I see that it doesn’t matter

as long as I do one or the other.

Smiling, I get up and start the day

which finds me working on both.

No need to worry

No need to be anxious

because that is all I do

write and draw.

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