BEFORE THE INK BEGINS TO FADE
Dedicated to One Tin Soldier
~~
His name is O.T.S. by pen,
He paints his words through star-lit halls.
And if my memory recalls,
Imagination is his friend.
He's had his share of joy and pain,
But offers help to those in need.
At times his pen may weep and bleed
With knights who battle...love to gain.
His verse and rhyme their mark have made
That when you see his name in print,
You'll know his heart by its intent
Before the ink begins to fade.
Imagination is his friend,
And if my memory recalls
He paints his words through star-lit halls...
His name is O.T.S. by pen.
~~
Written in the Nonce Form Inversa Koverto
Created by William Mansell...O.T.S.
By Sharon Peeples
© 2008 Sharon Peeples
(All rights reserved)
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