listless day inside my internal storm
it wasn't dark and brooding it was plastic it was grey
keys to enter the shiny day denied
perhaps Melancholy just didn’t want to be in the sunlight
where her feelings were all too obvious
she was a mother, her child named Sorrow
nursing a feeling, she is an excellent mother
Sadness look on, with big eyes drinking in the scene
vulnerable to the emotion the babe cry
Melancholy responded by making the sky purple
the babe was amazed his mother could do so
he giggled with delight
Sadness’s eyes were violet in the reflection
a single tear escaped her
she was no longer the center of attention
so she and her brother Hurt went to play in the sunshine
Melancholy, indeed. And very well done.
D.
hello dearest Daniel greetings yet it’s just a bit of what I’m feeling today thank you my friend ❤️