Lost For Words Poem by Twilight Whispers

“What do I write? ” said the girl in pink.
“My mind is tangled and I can’t seem to think! ”
She threw down her pen and stormed out the room,
Hoping she’d conjure up something soon.

'What shall I write? ' wondered the boy in green.
'My brain is more blocked than it's ever been! '
He deserted his pencil and slumped off to bed,
Trying to unscramble the mess in his head.

'What can I write? ' moaned the girl in yellow,
“I’ve written about pianos and oboes and cellos! ”
She left her crayon on the side by the door,
And sulked off outside to think some more.

“Oh what do I write? ! ” sighed the boy in blue.
“I’m out of ideas, what do I do? ”
Calmly he swept his worries away,
He’d continue his ideas with the new day.