“What do I write? ” said the girl in pink. <br />“My mind is tangled and I can’t seem to think! ” <br />She threw down her pen and stormed out the room, <br />Hoping she’d conjure up something soon. <br /> <br />'What shall I write? ' wondered the boy in green. <br />'My brain is more blocked than it's ever been! ' <br />He deserted his pencil and slumped off to bed, <br />Trying to unscramble the mess in his head. <br /> <br />'What can I write? ' moaned the girl in yellow, <br />“I’ve written about pianos and oboes and cellos! ” <br />She left her crayon on the side by the door, <br />And sulked off outside to think some more. <br /> <br />“Oh what do I write? ! ” sighed the boy in blue. <br />“I’m out of ideas, what do I do? ” <br />Calmly he swept his worries away, <br />He’d continue his ideas with the new day.<br /><br />Twilight Whispers<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/lost-for-words-4/
