NOTHING

There is nothing up there.

Nada.

Diddly-Squat.

The many things to say and convey escape this brain.

The pen is eager but the vessel blank.

What can I say?

The emotions I could spew….Nothing, boo-hoo.

There’s gotta be a clue! Wish I had a dog like blue.

The fog has settled again. Oh well. Until next time, farewell.