P is for Writing
By Edna Pontillo
If you were penning poems, you’d pen in verse or rhyme
Your senses would be running wild, you’d use them all the time.
An ode to life would be your joy
A fountain pen, your favorite toy,
A passing thought, your only ploy,
If you were penning poems.
If you were penning prose, you’d pen in plots or praise,
You’d look for any problems you possibly could raise.
A character would stop to ponder,
Perhaps next scene, he’d have to wander.
Her heart might only grow some fonder,
If you were penning prose.
One day you will publish, present your words in print,
Probable pauper still, but press your writing stint.
Ah, the p.c., paper, pencil, and pen,
Capturing the way things were back then,
And urging you on to what might be when
You publish prose or poems.
Edna, a retired educator, has always loved reading, writing, writers, and teaching writing to students. Since her retirement ,she has commenced work on a children’s novel.