iPad Flat, Paper Flat

The Kids have run their iPads flat,

Now their fighting over mine.

And none have put their own on charge,

That's not a helpful sign.

I've got words to write, songs to sing,

And Facebook posts to read.

I know I'll have to wait a while,

As they've got the greater need.

I suppose I could use a note pad,

And find a leaky pen.

The story that is in my head,

I will have to start again.

But I'll start off with a doodle,

And draw a spirally snail.

Then I'll stab the paper,

To make my words in Braille.

Then I'll make a dot to dot,

To draw a Panto horse.

But then get bored and meditate,

To feel the Jedi force.

Perhaps I'll find a board game,

And get the Kids to play.

We'll do some things together,

And have a fun filled day.