Here I sit
with a broken heart.
Sat down to write
and couldn’t start.
My brain is busted,
my head is dead.
And so I’ll bid you
goodnight instead.
Just Thinkin'
Thoughts and Ramblings of a Disabled Vet
Here I sit
with a broken heart.
Sat down to write
and couldn’t start.
My brain is busted,
my head is dead.
And so I’ll bid you
goodnight instead.
Took the words right out of my mouth.
Ah, then you didn’t have to bother saying them, ay?
Don’t be down, no need to moan
Thanks to your blank, a poem has grown!
Hey K8:
Indeed you’re right,
I shouldn’t groan.
Cuz’ it seems like you,
have a poem of your own!