Written by Chloe Wong

I sat on my seat,

Pen in hand,

Thinking.

My Task?

You ask,

Was to write a poem

I sat on my seat,

Pen in hand,

Thinking.

I needed inspiration,

Something that was

Excellent, emotional, euphoric

I sat on my seat,

Pen in hand,

Thinking.

I wanted something that was amazing as the northern lights.

As interesting as watching a timelapse of the sunrise

I sat on my seat,

Pen in hand,

Thinking.

The deadline was close,

So I thought of this poem,

And started writing.