Thers Always Time For Poems. Poem by Djean Whitney

Thay come to me and thay go,
so I just have to be redy to write,
pen in hand and paper not to for a way,
so when thay come at any time of the day
I will be redy to rhyme agen.
they can be a bout any thing from
cars to truks to all sorts of stuf,
thay dont have to rhym,
like mine,
they can flow like your always on the go,
with the times of to day its hared but,
we cant let them faid
when your good its a sham
to just let them go,
rat out the window. so get a pen
in hand and paper not so far a way
so when thay come to you at any time of day
you can just say
I will not let you fad a way
in the time of to day