A Cure for S.A.D. by Tony Whitaker
tears of sadness, waves of joy
seasons emotions with you toy
allow me these words to employ
friends are we until the end
melancholy i can mend
just call, tell me when
I'll be there for you
allow me to dress
these wounds of blue
just as all true friends do
i vow to make you feel anew
soon spring ascends my dear
sadness goes, away the woes
now I sense a smile you send
that friend within fixed again
01/17/2007
Author's Note: Written with the help of a coworker who feels they have no talent. It's not about talent, it's about getting the words onto paper that form a picture of your emotions and situations in life.
Posted on 01/17/2007 Copyright © 2024 Tony Whitaker
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