I’d quit writing, yet sequels are calling,
With two storylines not too appalling.
So I reached for my foreshadowing pen
To visit A Homeland Dell once again,
While knowing I like to write about times
Ancient in years, with some musical rhymes,
Plus, modern days with flashbacks occurring,
As Dragonfly Pond mysteries are stirring.
I’d use assonance and alliteration,
And enough recipes at duration,
To give a purpose for each gathering ~
To learn from each other and make hearts sing,
Along with some characters who take off
In strange directions, yet, I do not scoff,
Since I can laugh with my mind in deadlock,
Then I improvise to fight writer’s block.
Hence, at eveningtide fulfillment is there,
Since I did what I loved with special care:
Featured fashion, food and fun times to share ~
Used up my outline and wrote unaware.