It seems I've been away
And at a loss for words.
That is what happens,
Or so I have heard.
Yes, unless you keep thinking,
You can loose that sense
That every poet has within,
To create a lot of nonsense.
Can't downplay what I write,
For if it was nonsensical platter,
I would not be here to expose it
To the intellect of those I gather.
Love ya!
Jane