A poem about how awesome it is that so many people alive today have the ability to write.

This is novel
New
Here I am
Pen in hand
Part head, heart
Spelled out plainly
In ink
On a sheet of lined paper
How many centuries
Did women fight
So I could be
Hear, my voice on a page
How many stories
Faded
Can be remembered
By my hand?

by Kailey Ann