I Wanted to Write a Poem

I wanted to write a poem today,

but so many other things got in the way.

The thoughts they kept coming

they wanted to stay.

To dust themselves off,

to be on display.

A poem about berries,

ripe on this hot day!

A poem of square nails

That to pound was not play.

A poem about neighbors

A thanks to convey.

Not one poem but three

And all wanted a say!

But, here is the poem

instead written today.