I Writ It

I writ it, re-writ it settled back and said “I did it!” I posted it When It was done Said “I’ll not write Another one.” I sat ecstatic Feeling drowsy Relieved cuz no one Called it lousy. My pencil said “you’ve hit your mark” “now go and hang it In the dark” The critics “faved” But here’s the rub I listened to that pencil stub now my poems ride on the wind without beginning without end John G. Lawless ©8/15/2022