Writer’s block.
On the brain.
Oh how it puts a lock.
Come up with words,
that flow,
make sense,
nothing obscured.
Maybe a description
of my day in motion?
Glad to see my sis –
briefly this morn –
ending with a quick kiss.
I love her so!
Wish she wouldn’t quickly go!
Snow warning in effect.
I hope my friends are warm
and well fed.
Toddlers and the young.
Playing in the show only for fun.
Not forced to endure
the cold air.
If granted that part of the American dream?
It’s only fair!
