Yesterday I never wrote a word
I wrote nothing profound
Nothing absurd
There was no great wisdom
I wished to share
Yesterday came and went
Yesterday was just there
No thought to write about
Nothing whirling in my head
I wandered though the day
Then tucked myself in bed
Then I awoke this morning
Would it be nothing or not
At first all was quiet
As quiet as a thought
My mind in a turmoil
My head in a spin
It was like the blue
light special
With a new poem to begin