MY SECRET WISH

I wish I could write a little poem
That would make you laugh, like Pan Ayres.
I’ve tried to get my brain-box going
But nothing happens; well, who cares!

Yes it would be nice to be able to write like Pam,
To tell short stories like her in rhyme;
But in my mind there is a dam
That blocks my talents every time.

But if only I cold write like her
I’d tell of all the funny things that happen
And make you laugh till you shed a tear –
Your sides aching till you had to hold them.

Still, one day – if I practice hard –
Maybe I’ll get something down on paper,
Although I will never be a Bard
Telling you of my latest caper.

From now on I will practice twice a day
And try to discipline my thoughts,
Then perhaps one day you’ll hear me say
“EUREKA!” (Gosh! I need a dose of salts!!)

Grace Russ – August 1976