A PEN A PAD & ME

 

Writing gives me pleasure

no matter where I go

I take my pen and pad with me

because you never know

 

Just when inspiration

will hit you in a rush

In the high street shopping

or queuing for a bus

 

I get some funny looks from

the people passing by

As I lean against a wall

and my pen begins to fly

 

Like lightening across the

paper in perfect harmony

With the thoughts and ideas

that have just come over me

 

But I pay no attention to their

stares and to their grins

Fact is little do they know they

could be appearing in

 

The latest verse I'm writing

be it long or be it short

I only know when ideas

come that I simply ought

 

To put pen to paper no

matter where or when

Because if lost that idea

may never come again.