Melancholy Perhaps? Poem by Raymond Farrell

The past few days
Have been demanding and draining
And tonight, Friday night
At four minutes to midnight
I felt homesick, and dog tired
But too keyed up to sleep
I sat listening
To Daniel O'Donnell
Sing the Tennesse Waltz
When out of the blue
I felt as though
A weight of melancholy
Like a ton of bricks
Was dropped on me
I know from experience
Certain strains of music
Will pull at my heart strings
Fill me with pathos and melancholy
And not just music
But I remember
As a teenager
Camping out in the bush
At my grandfather's farm
And feeling the same way
Upon hearing
The distant moan
Of a passing freight train's whistle.