Anyone can make a story,
with a bit of ink and feather
anyone can make conversation
about anything and the weather

Anyone can make a song 
or a prose
about anything around them
for instance, a rose

Anyone can  make a letter
perhaps confessing love,
nobody can do it "better"
because nobody is above

Anyone can write about hope,
and dreams and all beyond it
anyone can mope
because words can see fit

You can make a prose,
just about anything
you can write about writing
when your mouth is jarred 
and your mind is biting

With just a pen and ink
you can make anything
you can never know what
the words in your head bring