Another Saturday Night, Alone

Sitting here in my room Listening to Ella Fitzgerald (on what would have been her 90th birthday) Not so bad to be alone Health worries bother me but I have a pen and paper(thank God) Continue to persist with my literary efforts I am haunted by the shadows of past masters of verse I have plenty of them on recordings Do you share these feelings poets and poetesses? Leaving behind the hard work needed for success We have chosen the path of the poet's art No way to get rich from it Of course your papers may fetch a lot of loot - after you are gone Not much of a comforting thought By applying yourself to your art you will achieve what you want to WHAT YOU MUST