Why Do We Write

For years I’ve tried so very hard To try to emulate a Bard Though I sit up half the night and struggle as I try to write An Ode a Sonnet, Prose or Verse They all it seems turn out far worse than what was running through my head Perhaps I should have gone to bed My inner thoughts, my scribbled treasure Could perhaps give someone pleasure Very much I doubted it For none contained a shaft of wit My poorly expressed point of view Some how just doesn’t quite come through Then someone said "Don’t give up yet why don’t you post them on the Net"? Eureka!! I am much relieved To find that some are well received Such encouragement I find Has given me much peace of mind Now at last I understand What makes me sit with pen in hand to scribble down my thoughts and views To hope that others they’ll amuse. So far so good !!!!!!!!!!!