I keep gettin' e-mail saying,

"We will publish your poems".

They could not have really read

much of what I have said.

There was a time I had thought

of publication, but soon changed

my mind and now I am waiting to see

if  anything else to write  soon

 will penetrate my mind.

I haven't thought of much to write lately.

I have been twirling above the clouds.

My  true friends will surely wait

until my feet again touch the ground.

Louisa A Dobbins-Bull (c) 2007