These Are The Things

Secret entrances and hidden collections

Tufted high backed chairs and arcane protections

Dark wooden tables and glowing lamplight

Are the things keeping me up through the night.

Diamond-paned windows wear opulent curtains

Hassocks and tuffets to bear the days burdens

Lined yellow notepads and a pen that feels right

Are the things keeping me up through the night.

Favorite authors read snugged by the fire

A window seat where all good pets retire

The hundreds of books that are in my sight

Are the things keeping me up through the night

When the blocks come, when the muse flees

When the right words hide

I put down my pen and drop all my sad pleas

Returning to fireside.

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