Feeling Blue?
Feeling Blue?
Ever since the girl, she left without a clue,
I have been feeling rather blue.
O Sky! You are blue out and through,
Do you feel the heebie-jeebies too?
Am sure you do, for you are rather blue!
There are moments but very few,
When you are dark and grey in hue,
I can see your anger brew,
Perhaps you did loose your shoe.
Or have been long waiting in the queue.
At times you are clear as an haiku,
I see the light shining through,
And your layers I can clearly view,
You seem to be happy as a cockatoo,
No care in the world, no deadlines too.
Sky, O Sky! Grant me an interview,
I would like to learn from you,
How do you cope, what you do,
When you feel out and rather blue.