One Friday Muse
I don't know why, but Sitruc was in a 'song mood' today. Some
songs of old came to mind. So, he looked them up and played them.
Each one of those five songs reminded him of, well, himself.
Each song seemed to have represented a part of 'his story'.
One was a song about a call from a loved one to 'come home'.
She was PLEADING.
Another spoke of a relationship gone sour and going nowhere.
They both were BLEEDING.
Song #3 describes
a lover's secret escape to parts unknown.
He was LEAVING.
Yet another spoke of one desiring to touch base with yesterday.
He was LONGING.
And lastly, Sitruc played a song about something beautiful.
Something to which he was never connected, was MISSING.
I think the worst thing about Sitruc's Friday song mood
was the fact that all five songs were sad SINGING.
By early Saturday morning, long before sunrise, Sitruc
was very aware that deep inside, he was GRIVING.
I know. We all have stories and like Sitruc,
Some parts of our story are strangely PUZZLING.
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