What comes to mind is this: I am to write
A poem on this and I can not do it.
For in my mind there is a great big fight
On what was first to come to mind and sit.
I think it might have been a bit of wit,
But then I think it might have been a spark
So now I must decide and then submit
A poem. Then write the poem and make my mark.
I could have picked a poem about a lark,
And told of how to flew across the room.
I could have picked a poem about the dark,
And told of how the dark can be a tomb.
As you can see I wrote this poem of this,
A mind’s first thought can be like cheese of Swiss.
Poem Style – Sonnet / Poem Catagory – Other
Written by Lady Kathleen