In repose
Mind on prose?
Feet up high
Smoke drifting,
Deep in thought
Feeling the muse?
Pen in mind
A Childs Christmas signed
Sip of a drink
Time to think
A gruff laugh
Fill pen with ink
Scribes more words
Fighting the goodnight
Words to inspire
Against the pull to expire
Tilt in the chair
To the ceiling stare
Words of life
And children's delight.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Fill pen with ink ......so much is there in this preparation of pen! ! !