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What It's Like to Sing the Blues

I was borne to the winter
Carried into this world with the wind
The snowflakes were my mother
And my father was the hail that ushered in
I've never been a man of this earth
But I've always been one with it
Born to the tune of the sunrise
Ashes to ashes dust to dust
Carry me away with the sunset
When I'll pass away without a fuss

Yet for now, the fire burns forever inside me
It flickers to my AM radio
No one understands my perspective
They refuse to take my point of view
But if they ever walked a mile in my shoes
They might know what it's like to sing the blues

Copyright © | Year Posted 2015




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Date: 3/9/2015 6:18:00 PM
this is SO fantastic. It makes me want to read more of your work and see if your other poems are as good. I must fave this one.Best I think I saw all day!!
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Brandon Carter
Date: 3/9/2015 9:22:00 PM
Thanks, I appreciate it!