Wednesday, August 28, 2013

A quick poem for my readers

So I sit down to write
even though the timings tight
There is so little time
to even think of rhyme

So many things to do
and I am stuck with you
I promised self last night
that today I'd write

Other people's poems
often read like tomes
I want my lines to run
and frolic very lightly
so once you've left the page
you'll come back, maybe nightly?