Killy ,
, perchance would I build thee a magic bow only to read thy pen.
Enamoured I would be of a book of prose penned by your enchanted hand.
Suffice it to say that I enjoy your wit and skill with the written word. You stroke with words as Michangelo with brush scenes that meander within the soul and cause to explore with great anticipation of that which is not yet seen,neither anticipated.
Greatness lies within your heart awaiting the strike upon the key and the indelible timelessness of the written word.
It was good too!!! Merry Christmas , Steve