SAD LAMENT
Where have my many thoughts now gone?
Ideas that used to swamp my mind?
Please come back until all my work is done,
Inspiration once more in my heart find.
Writers block leaves a hollow emptiness
That for me is very hard to try and fill,
Blank paper and screen want me them to bless
With sweet words, that no longer come at will.
No spark of interest lights a flame
To set my mind and heart on fire,
I gaze at beauty but am filled with empty pain.
Sadness at this void seems to conspire
To depress me, turn my talent to naught,
A gift I have loved and treasured long,
Words have healed me and others taught,
Even managed to put my words into song
And hope and joy to many brought.
If the time for my talent to be no more,
Help me to try this choice to understand,
Find some other means my God to always adore.
Or if it be possible return with precious gift so grand
Please return once again to fill my sad heart
And soul with a treasury of sweet verses,
That I may continue to serve and so do my part
With a heart and mind that in all things rejoices.

(Millicent) Ann Margetson July 29, 2003