Once Again

Once again
I come to write
In the late of night
With a mission in mind
That I will find
Yes sadly disappointing
Should I but fail
To reach the goal
Of writing the chosen sum
Of five good hundred plus

The plus being ten of course
So to make that happen
I best but get on my horse
And gallop hard
Because the goodly time
That I have to rhyme
Is coming to an end
Though you my friend
Likely don't care at all
It matters to me
That I write prose and poetry
To such an extent
It is my bent
That a million is
What I write one year

Though if I can
Yes be the man
Of all those words
I'll want to do it again
So that is what I'll do
Because if you can great
Why not great twice or more
Like four years running
That would be a thing
That I dare to say
Could not be repeated

Now such a great 
Is within my grasp
I can see it now
Though it will be years in the making
I am certain sure
That this I'll do

But as for the great
Though lesser yes
I hoped to make tonight
The writing of 
Yes many words
Like two good thousand plus
I have to call it failed
Because the time will tick itself down
To sadly zero
Before I can play the hero
And write my way
To the thousands I hoped to reach

And this because
I only wrote
In half the quarters
Instead of the three
That were open for me

Like all I had to do
And it's painfully true
That was what I should have done
Was simply write
Even two good hundred
And I'd be closing in
On the tally I wanted

Now that is not to say
I had a bad day
It just could have been better
Not that nineteen thousand
Was in my sights
I should have said to myself
To write write write
And write some more
In the good before
Even if
It was only for a few good minutes
I can use those yes
To good damn use

Once again
I came to write
Yes late at night
Not that anyone's here
No matter the time
Or skill of my rhyme
No one wants to read
A blog of mostly verse
So it couldn't be any worse
If I wrote the blah blah
About my stupid life
Which I'd rather not
Though I will in a pinch
And expect to have me a pinch or three
In the coming year
When all my writing is
Yes posted for all to read

But the night is over
I've just a minute or two
And though I'll not do
What yes I wanted
I came but close
And though close does not apply
To writing no
I'm about to go
And be fairly happy
With how I finished my day

Charles Petrie

Date
07-20-2019

Time
23:34-23:59=25 Minutes

Word Count
496