Rainy Day

Rainy Day Woke up one morning Gray rainy day Turned on the TV Watched Talking Heads They didn't have much to say I got all kind of balls But no one wants to play I think I will try writing a poem About people who are all alone About souls far from home How we all came to this place Which we soon learn is not very safe Wondering what came before Dreading the day We walk through Death's Door I think I will take another sip Boy...Vanilla Vodka is a trip Makes love to my lip So this is how life goes For a Poet knows Loneliness inspires prose Joseph Adam Elward