An Ode To Muse

Sitting here with pen in hand No words come at my command Fertile thoughts flit through my mind Fleeting as they twist and wind My mission here to make you smile Though this could take me quite awhile As I sit poised to pen some rhyme Bear with me this could take time I do not know which words to choose Or how to phrase things to amuse I know not how this started out Or what this poem is all about I'm trying here with full intent To catch a thought before it's spent As musings tumble through my brain And vanish quickly down the drain If you're still with me at this line Then maybe I am doing fine? That I have kept you reading on Perhaps I'm doing nothing wrong? It goes to show that you can write About nothing at all and still give flight To any a fancy that comes and goes As long as it rhymes and gentle flows!