When the written word comforts....

Hi everyonehere's a little poem paying tribute to man's mightiest weapon-the penWhen The Written Word Comforts......The waves of emotionburst through my lungsThe desire to speak outreaches the tip of my tongueThe tears of sorrowflood my eyesAnd to calm myself I try once or twiceI pick up man's mightiest weaponwhen i find no solaceIn all its little humble shapeit represents fire,desire and graceYes,the pen comes to my rescueas I bring it down on paperThe ink becomes my tearsand my notebook,the caring listenerRegardsShanthala