A MENTAL BLOCK
My mind is blank
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I think I have a mental block,
A very lazy mind.
For although the poems are in my heart,
The words are hard to find.
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I sit with a dumb grin on my face,
As I think how it would be
To have my darling sweetheart
Belong to only me.
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But when I try to write a poem,
The words just aren’t there.
It doesn’t matter how I try,
My mind goes blank – it’s bare.
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When my mind can stop its daydreaming,
And the thoughts, again begin,
I’ll write the best of love poems
And give it with love to him.
About the Creator
Margaret Brennan
I am a 79-year old grandmother who loves to write, fish, and grab my camera to capture the beautiful scenery I see around me.
My husband and I found our paradise in Punta Gorda Florida where the weather always keeps us guessing.
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