BLANK PAGES by Tom Jensen
My life’s work has been handed to me
Placed beneath my feet is a book filled with blank pages
It is up to me what to fill the book with
I must write carefully not to make any mistakes
Sometimes I rush and choose the wrong words
“Love” when I write of “lust”
“Maybe” when I mean “no”
I try to correct my mistakes but I cannot erase
Only cross out and begin writing again
Beginning where I left off
I dream of rewriting chapters upon chapters
Only to come to understand the finality of what is once written
Can never be withdrawn
I reread and study
Desperately trying become a better writer
But learning takes mistakes
And only practice makes perfect
Who knows what the coming chapters will include
Maybe you, maybe not
But I will not stop writing until I find the perfect ending
And I will not leave any pages blank