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.