Once a deep inspirational thought I thunk.
"A-ha!", I cried Began writing like a monk. The minutes, the
hours, the days flew by. Weeks and months went away, But to me
it was but a single day. Then as suddenly as it started It was
done. I had not a further word. My task, its course, had run. I
looked upon the Masterpiece I imagined all it would inspire!
Then I realized I'd have to market it, and threw it into the
fire. -Kenneth Udut, 10-09-2015 For "Prose, Poetry and Quotes"
