Alphabet Story By Annette  Brown

Amy struggled to

Begin her piece,her

Concentration fading

Definitely was going.Must be the tiredness.

Each word was pulled out of her tired brain.

Fuzzy thoughts invade

Going to get inspiration soon.

How hard is it to write?!

Inquiring from her neighbour

Just what are we supposed to be writing?

Kindness perhaps

Love was in the air.

Many words eluded her ,that night.

Nowhere to hide

Only  write let it flow.

Possibly the hardest thing to do.

Quite a task

Really a tough job.

Stuck in my mind.

Too tired to write

Utilising my mind.

Very slowly words tumble out.

Worn out

X-ray of my mind,

You did it!

Zebras in my dreams that night.