Creativity
Necessity is said to be
The mother of invention
But creativity, as well,
Takes on a new dimension
When there are lots of hours at hand
With room for contemplation;
A wisp of an idea may sow
The seeds of innovation.
Our former lives were occupied
With work and school and travel,
Such busy-ness our knotted brains
Had no chance to unravel.
But extra time within the day
Lets whimsy glow and glisten,
Igniting those creative sparks
Since we have time to listen.
Copyright © Ilene Bauer | Year Posted 2020
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