Finding Mary

Overdue but finally came; thank

God I passed, and made the grade.

I’m running out of steam, it’s true;

three weeks behind and feeling blue.

I need to sit and read the book

that shows me how to make it through

the writer’s block and laziness and

get right down to business

Halfway there, three more to go;

I want to quit, but pride says no. I need see through to the end this episode

of money spent on books and pens.

Notebooks with lots of empty pages instead of useful witty phrases. I’ll write that book one day, you’ll see, and you can say you once knew me.

A word to readers of my stuff;

I hope it leaves you satisfied.

Or maybe see yourself when reading,

and find the help that you are needing.

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