I’m very sad that you got it too
It’s not a crock, it’s quite true
But words will be back, don’t be blue
Before long, you’ll be good as new
In two months, you wrote quite a few
An awesome job I think, don’t you?
Few months ago, you didn’t have a clue
There’s talent, a raging fire within you…
Sadly, a writer’s block do come and go
And plays with one’s emotions to and fro
Ride with it, think you’re in a rodeo
In no time, we’ll see your talents grow!
© Vic A Evora