These Are My JOTtings...

The Day to Clap

Today's the day and we have chills!
We find out who has won The Quills!
I hope that I will get the nod,
but those we chose I will applaud!

But here we finish Our Town,
a weighty play I've truly found.
As Mr. Webb I play the part,
who loves his daughter from the heart.
I cry when she must fin'lly part.
The sadness will my heart surround.

But when the bows receive their cheers
the crying will among our peers
Be full and true and heartfelt, too,
with no more acting left to do.

And when The Quills received applause
the focus will renew our cause
To write our best and leave our mark
on Earth before we disembark.

For life is full of working hard
to make our mark and know regard,
But if applause be only gain,
then lack thereof could drive insane.

The artist in the human heart
must give expression, play the part.
To thrill yourselves as use our gift
the best of life will truly lift.

A prize is nice and makes us glad,
but Writing's great and daily had.
When light is dark in praising place,
then new word stands our saving grace.

by Jay O'Toole
on April 8th, 2017