Many thoughts but little time,
Try to catch a passing rhyme,
Try to make the rhythm swing,
Make a lyric fit to sing,
Started out without a clue,
Just the way I usually do,
Just a little pressure here,
Get me past that blank page fear,
Wasn’t sure I’d write tonight,
The day has been an awful fright,
Still I found some words to say,
Just an aging mind at play.
Another stanza? Guess I can,
Charge ahead without a plan,
Glad I felt the need to write,
Now it’s time to say good night.