The last cold winter in France

Some subconsciously encourage!

 

 

He inspired so many to write.

I arrived late to the party.

A literary feast lay before me.

So much to read. 

So much to process.

Like many, you feel at odds

Using his ideas as yours,

As I believe he and many would have…

Inspiration is no miracle,

It needs to be fuelled.

It needs to be fused.

I am sure if he was alive,

He would simply say,

Go on my son work away.