You probably remember that old rhyme from school days –
Head weak, brain dumb
Inspiration wont come
Can’t write, bad pen
Best wishes…amen.
Well I have been sitting looking at a blank screen for some time – probably close to an hour – and nothing has come to mind to write about today, So I thought I would look at what I was babbling on about this time last year. Well it was this post The First Time I Saw Paris. If you are interested, please click on the link here.
“The last time I saw Paris
Her heart was warm and gay
I heard the laughter of her heart in every street cafe
The last time I saw Paris
Her trees were dressed for spring
And lovers walked beneath those trees
And birds found songs to sing..”
How come I never had a problem last year in coming up with something to write about. But that’s just the way it is. So please excuse this ‘cop out’ of a post. I shall do better tomorrow.
“In Paris you learn wit,
in London you learn to crush your social rivals
and in Florence you learn poise”
Virgil Thompson, American composer,
1896 – 1989
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