Things I like to do,
at any time of the day,
like play my guitar.
Do not go looking,
for new opportunities,
if one’s in your hand.
Do not be afraid,
of those silly ideas,
keeping it playful.
What a tradition,
fish and chips Friday evening,
with some mayonnaise.
I’m all caught up now,
the pages rejoice replete,
well fed and happy.
The pen flows flawless,
and runs out to meet the words,
as they quickly form.
