25 JUL 2021
I get mentally affected
When the sun it dips its head
For the winter months are dreary
And even Sunshine wants his bed
Temptation is so bitter
And self-control is what I lack
So I get caught in futile convos
That are very light on facts
And the flowers are not out yet
And they're keeping me a waiting
While they bud up on the bushes
And finish off their baking
So dull I feel and dull I look
As the cold grey months go by
And my mind it goes a wandering
To the things that passed me by
Sorrow fills my jerrycans
And just a whisper of old grief
For this much time I've passed alone
Rambling down life's street
Some of the lonesome life does suit me
Oh, it suits me plenty fine
But one thing I know about me
Is it's not a choice of mine
As natural as the love birds
Who pair up in the tree
Or the penguins who sing their hearts out
On the edges of the sea
Is as natural as my heart's sore longing
To exhale and relax
To snuggle 'gainst the warm strong curves
Of my one true's tender back.
Photo by Valentin Müller