I've written all day <br />And all night. <br />My pen is empty <br />And I’m uptight. <br /> <br />I scratch and scratch <br />For ink to flow; <br />But the pen cries— <br />“There is no more! ” <br /> <br />It was a good pen <br />With a great feel. <br />‘Tis hard giving up, <br />But I have to yield. <br /> <br />And so, I reach <br />For a new pen. <br />And, oh, my stars— <br />Got a new friend. <br /> <br />©<br /><br />Walterrean Salley<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/a-new-pen/
