Writing a book’s hard,
A lot of grind, and focus,
One page at a time.
The train heading out,
Trundles through burbs but who cares?
It is just that train.
Oops, left my notebook,
On my work desk,
what’s it say?
Depends who reads it!
Chocolate retreat,
Pretzels with nice salty tang
I rustle the bag.
