Happiness eludes my soul
It’s my soul I can feel the hole
My heart keeps beating like the toll
Counting until love will unfold
© 2011 Michael Yost
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Michael,
your written words fit perfectly with the image.
Melancholic moodiness….
Eileen
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The melancholy came first on this one.. Thanks for stopping by.. comments are the words poets breath..
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Several sad in a row. Hope that’s not the mood upon you.
Another well done and the photograph hits one. Stopped me for a sec.
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Given the chance I’ll get depressed at the drop of a hat.. But yes this has been a little sad lately, but sad only. Sad let’s me sprinkle a tear; depression puts me under the covers. You know what I mean Vern? Your concern is appreciated and felt. Thanks.
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