I'll hear you

 

It will happen they say
that one of these days
the thoughts in my head
will run dry,

I’ll be in a fog
there’ll be no more blog
although I’ll sit here
and try,

Here’s what you can do
pretend that it’s new
go back to the front
and begin,

You’ll still get a smile
and enjoy for a while
as if there’s still ink
in my pen.

It’s not that it’s wrong
like the hummingbird’s song
although you may think that's it's dumb,

Pretend I’m still here
sitting ever so near
as you’re reading
just quietly hum.

ZC