Struggling with a verse,
Trying to set a rhyme.
But couldn’t make it work
For the lack of certain chime.
So I decided to rest,
Turning off the light.
Then sudden 'harmony'—
Much to my delight.
And with a pleasant sigh,
I turned the light back on—
Starting where I’d left off
To complete the poem.
© 2009
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
ha! happens to me too...before i'd be too sleepy and tell myself i'll remember it in the morning...not true! you have to get up and jot it down or it's forever gone!