Pen Please

I write of the stars I write of the moon I write of the things That I love to do I write of the lies While telling the truth And when I am through I pass the pen to you I read the things that went before and add my thoughts for you to write more of things we love and things we hate so here's the pen, now contemplate! I wait like a kid the anticipation breaks my quiet like a train in station with thoughts pouring out like the traveling weary so here's the pen "now what's my hurry?" While looking at this And studying that As our poetic peruse Comes up to bat With much more in store From the writer's’ knack I jot down my last line Then pass the pen back and now it get's fun with my lines and yours at least it keeps me from doing my chores! fingers be nimble brain be quick I finished this part now here's the Bic. With words tattered and torn I have you here to mend Don’t know where I’m going Brain lights on dim With little or no warning Here it comes again All on a whim I hand you the pen so who will care if we make no sense “these poets here must have the bends!” but all the same we’ve had our yen it was a good run let's retire the pen I came up with the idea of two poets passing the pen back and forth...this is the result that my friend Amy H A and I came up with.