The difference is huge in how I write,

The typed and handwritten ones,

The ease with which my mind depicts,

And puts down these wondrous things,

I must admit to good and bad,

Days that strain and stretch my will,

Though I stumble and wonder out loud,

I know I'm able to move my dream,

That vision I have of a cool place,

I'll one day reach it and I try daily,

The end is set and I see it clearly,

I cannot wait for that final step.