I’m so tired...
I could use a cup of coffee to get me wired-
With lots of caffeine and perhaps a bite of chocolate or two-
You know what I mean...
It's just that I've been up all night writing,
But when I glanced down at my paper,
There wasn't a darn thing!
It's been stored up in my mind
There, talking to me every time.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.I would like to translate this poem