I’m sitting me down here
Trying to write what to share
I’m thinking of something
But I don’t know about what yet
Still, you bet, I’m thinking about it
And when I get it, I will write it
It will come, in fact, that I know
Still what it is, I know not yet
It maybe a poem or it may be a story
Yet at this point it seems gloomy
I need to enhance my thinking
In order to move away the gloom
And give my views room to bloom
Then once my writing is done
All readers may share the fun
As they read what I was thinking
Even though I didn’t really know
What I was thinking of writing
It’s only at the finish I know
With understanding, what it is
For guess what, it’s a poem
Appears out of the gloom,
Here it is ready to bloom
Guess what! it was fun!
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Regis
Ron