Depression's Cure
She__wearing a shroud of depression
Left each visitor with gloomy feelings
Which they then carried away in succession
In all their life, never having such dealings
She was withdrawn, grim, and gloomy
Born with a melancholy personality
Then her mother died leaving her life roomy
For the pit of depression to swallow her in totality
Wistful thinking could not draw her into a good mood
Nor any action the staff had performed so far
Each word she said was totally rude
Then someone came up with the bazaar
A trip to the space station could do the trick
Out where her life would come into perspective
Where she could see earth and life click
Just what was needed to be a mood corrective
All in all I must say, life has trouble
If on earth you cannot win, space has a Hubbell
Just for fun/ silly/ nonsensical
Date written: 05/08/23
Contest: Eight Word Challenge
Sponsor: Emile Pinet
Words used in order used: shroud, depression, gloomy, feelings, withdrawn, grim, gloomy, melancholy, depression,wistful
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