Melancholic Blues
Oh what a day
when nothing goes my way.
Woke up in a grog
struggle to wake from the fog.
Brewed my coffee strong
wondered where do I belong?
No answer came
no one called or spoke my name.
The still and quiet garden
sought no ones pardon
and in the leaves piling high
I questioned all the hows and whys.
Why am I here all alone
only spam calls on the phone.
Let it ring
any message it might bring.
Oh what a day
to wander thru autumn displays
of color and its varied hues
and all I think of is the once me and you.
Play a song for me
a sad reminder to set free
of days long past but unforgotten
so sad and blue and feeling rotten.
Forgive me, please
I'm losing my memory
while everything I loved and once dreamed
is lost in some primal scream
and the only thing I can do
is wallow in my melancholic blues.
Copyright © Dm Babbit | Year Posted 2018
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