With Pen and Heart
WITH PEN AND HEART
With a writer's pen and a poet's heart,
I long to craft a piece of art.
But sometimes words don't want to play
And I am left with aught to say!
Perhaps a DIFFERENT pen might work,
I think before I go berserk.
The ink went dry some time ago,
Because my thoughts were much too slow!
I'll get a pencil....that will do.
But where IS one I fret and stew!
I've tried and tried to use a pen,
But errors are my PERMANENT friends!
So what's a writer then to say.....
Or write, or think this wretched day?
Just when did play turn in to work,
And why is writing NOT a perk?
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