Morning comes, nights fly by, hour-to-hour and most words die.
Don’ t stop writing, no I don’t, trying hard to get much wrote.
Never tire, always sweat, not quite happy, not quite upset.
This is the life of trying hard, of perseverance, of living poor.
Simple style, basic’s best, no need to shout or pound your chest.
Learn a thing or two from me – don’t worry much, don’t reach to deep.
Things are simple, yes they are, the heart is gold, the brain it lies.
Listen careful, see me speak, hear my eyes, confused I think.
All right one more I’ll end with this –
If you want to write just never quit.
– Thomas M. Watt
Thomas M. Watt 
Nice. 🙂 I don’t think I could quit writing if I wanted to. I’m afraid my head would explode.
Yes no way I could go back either!
It’s great, isn’t it? 😀
Euphoric always.
Well put. 🙂
Thank you!
Writing can be extremely tiring but I, like you have no intention of quitting.
A healthy addiction. Maybe if keep the habit long enough we can make money doing it.
Makes you wonder where all the dead words go? Good piece, enjoyed the read!
Thank you always Mike.
Reminds me of this one of mine from last year
http://kindledcommutes.wordpress.com/2012/11/11/no-quarter-for-my-thoughts/