Depression

depression is a dark cloud

evening feels like a shroud

play a little risk and see

right is the way as sure

is free, and true is happy

miles have been crossed

igloos are beautiful

eggs go bad quickly

righteousness a myth

then depression vanishes...

Reviews

[Annette Pisano-Higley]

Feels like a dance to dispel depression. Lovely flow and rhyme."Eggs go bad quickly"- no doubt! Hope the poetic dance wins and the shroud vanishes!