I Love To Write

I love to write

 Could write all day.

Would keep on writing

 When there's nothing to say.

My mind is a racetrack 

 With thoughts zooming by

Too fast to capture,

 But I try.....and try.

There goes another thought.

 Where's my paper and pen?

I start to write,

 But it's too late by then.

It'll come  back.

Play the waiting game.

Okay there it is.

 Hmmm, it's not the same.  

Aaah forget it

 I'll write something else instead

Is there a tape recorder

 I can put in my head?

Cause I can't keep up

 No, it's not fair

I reach out to grab one

 It's no longer there

I could sit here chasing thoughts

 Well into the night

There's no point to this poem

  I just love to write.