The Blues

a poem by Elaine E. Howie

I woke up this morning feeling heavy with the news
That my heart was not in the day I had the blues
I hurried to the shower and pulled the curtain back
I took the the soap and towel off the rack

After dressing I ate
I waited for the uplift that came too late
I worried of nothing new
Just the daily things I needed to do

I got in my car and errands I ran
Trying to keep the blues outa my hands
I was defeated and this I felt
I needed some help so I went home and wept

I got on my knees at the end of the day
I knew that the blues would go away if I pray
I gave up all my washing to him
And concentrated on them

I had the blues today again
But I have survived another day
The End