Sitting  here with nothing to do
staring at a blank screen
without a clue, of anything to write
no words to spell, quite obviously
nothing to tell.

How can my mind be so blank
what’s happened to all those thoughts
that I had, last night
as I lay down my head
before I went to sleep in my bed.

Morning came and brought a fresh day
no sun shining just skies of gray
hints of rain and weather so drab
and a mood to match no sunlight here
and a mind still blank with nothing to cheer.

If my mind is blank with nothing to write
what can I do, this is my plight
as I wrack my brain for something to say
a little word, will it come my way
or should I wait ’till another day.

Look the sun is peeking through
and has solved my problem
of what to do, instead outside
to rake some leaves
and clean the paths
and trim the trees…
peace at last.