I thought I’d write a poem for you,
Something brief to get you through
Those days when all seems strange and dim,
Thoughts evade, ideas slim.
The cursor taunts you from the screen,
The page all shiny, bright and clean,
The words aren’t coming; that is clear,
The dreaded nightmare causes fear.
Will I ever write again?
Pencil, marker, crayon, pen?
Grab a sandwich or a walk,
Call a friend to talk and talk,
Plant a garden, sing a song,
Take a break, but don’t break long.
For words are buried deep inside,
Set them loose: free, untied,
With the cobwebs blown away,
You can write most every day.
We can do this; yes, we can,
Young or old, woman, man,
And on our journey, we will go,
Come on fellow ROWers, row!
~*~
Stephanie Nickel
Stephanie, that’s outstanding! Just what I needed this morning before I take my portable drive to work with me. Well done – I’m printing it and posting it on my wall at home.
I think I need to print this out and put it somewhere – this is fantastic!
DEe-lightful.
~Just Jill
Thank you for the inspirational poem. Yes, we can do this! Onward ROW80!
LOVE! I need to do this cheer in the mirror every morning as a pep talk. ROW80 rocks!
Awesome! 🙂
So much fun! This made me smile and remember that we’re in this together. Thanks, Stephanie! And Go ROWers!
Happy ♥ and 🙂