Creating poetry is hard,
I do say,
My expressive ideas,
Has just fluttered away,
With no ink in my pen,
No cells in my mind,
My page is left empty
With no story, no rhyme,
I gaze out my window,
The rain now surpassed,
The sun is now shinning,
On my spongy green grass,
I hear the birds sing,
Their good morning songs
Through the swift Wesley winds,
My day now begun,
My children’s awoken,
My TV now blast,
The silence has broken,
How long will this last?
I pour a hot coffee,
Consume the caffeine,
Hoping that something,
Will spark within me.
Good Morning All : )
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