A Poem
I can not think what to write,
I have thought with all my might,
I have gone through every adjective every verb and every noun,
I have thought of every jewel you can put on a crown,
I've climbed the wall.... but now to get down,
My smile is now a frown,
I can not think what to write.
Copyright © Isobel Whitehead | Year Posted 2011
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