Depression wasn’t that a period of time?
Chased away with each clocks chime...
To chase the dreaded blues away
Go and buy a can-of yellow paint spray.
A glass of gin and a friend to chat
What can there be better than that?
A lover’s arms holding one tight
Let’s hope he’s in when I call tonight.
A roaring log fire and bottle of wine
I will be his and he will be mine.
The blues are gone banished for good
Packed away where all blues should.
A warm bed and bubble bath
Always good for a saucy laugh
Deep dark moods are banned from here
Life is good so be of good cheer.
Each added day is a blessing too
Since you met me and I met you.
So blues are gone forever more
From now on that’s Goldie's new law
Contest Entry: Chasing The Blues Away