With This Pen
I use this pen
I use this ink
To write
What a wonderful thing
With this pen do letters come
A note to a friend
Notes on a scale, and words to a song
Should I write a poem,
Or story, or book?
Should I write of a giant
Yell fe fi fo fum
Or of a teeny tiny person, the size of my thumb?
I could write of a romance or mystery or life
With this pen
Then I can write
What About Tomorrow?
Tomorrow is soon
It comes all so fast
What will I do when tomorrow is today?
Its seems I can’t get my head on straight
Seems some days I don’t even know my own name
I’m not sure where somewhere over the rainbow is
What my career will be or when I’ll have kids
So I’ll live in this moment, and try not to plan
Because I’m not sure what I will do when tomorrow is today
