My Wee Pitty Poem for NaNo 22
I shan’t linger.
Nor shall I hang my head in shame.
It’s the way of my world right now
Yup, it’s all part of the game.
Words. Words. Words.
So many to mix, match, and master.
To create novels, stories and memories
But November 22 NaNo has been a disaster
There’s no way I’m giving up
That’s not the way I fly
The stories will be written
My unique voice I shall amplify.
Today is Day Fourteen
Time will continue to pass
But my daily numbers will posted
I’ll keep it first class.
Thanks for the continued support
It means a whole lot
I wouldn’t want to do this alone.
That’s my school of though.
See you all tomorrow
It is another day
I’ll be back just as sure
As my first name is Faye.
Count Today 142
Lol…I don’t know whether to call it a pity poem or a pitiful poem. 😂