For today, I thought I would write a poem. I haven’t done that in a while. Here is my little ditty. Hope you enjoy.
Blowing in the Wind
My thoughts are scattered
like the leaves
blowing in the wind
My mind can’t catch hold
of the words skittering
through my imagination
Why can’t they hold still
so I can grab hold
and put them in order
they need to be told
The sentences only make sense
if they follow a pattern
not a bunch of nonsense
The wind, the wind, the wind
it never ceases
Quit blowing my words
hither and yon
How can I write
what I want to say
When all the wind wants to do
is play
**I’m not a poet by any means but I try**
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