A little something that helps me get through my weeks
Get Up, Blues
Blues
Never climb a hill
Or sit on a roof
In starlight.
Blues
Just bend low
And moan in the street
And shake a borrowed cup.
Blues
Just sit around
Sipping,
Hatching yesterdays.
Get up, Blues.
Fly.
Learn what it means
To be up high
-James A. Emanuel

1 Comments:
Lovely poem :)
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