Quickened

Cherie would find words in her heart ever so often and commit them to paper. One day, she was inundated. Words and phrases would come to her faster than she could write them. She kept pen and paper in her pocket so she could write before she lost the thought. She was writing multiple poems a day, which was a lot being a full-time employee and a single parent. The words just kept coming. It was like someone turned on a faucet. It was like she had been asleep and someone awakened her--like quickening!