I held a pen in my hand
On and off all day,
I really felt fired up with words I had to say,
The family, weather, pets and friends
Were all to get a mention,
But that was before my headache
So bang went that intention.

O K I thought, this is it
I`ll write about my diet,
But the scales lied to me
So best to keep that quiet.

Now this poem I tried to write
Does not sound as it should,
Maybe one day I`ll just admit
As a poet I`m no good.