To my Friend
yes it's true
we do feel blue
It's not nice to be down
Sadness covers you like a dressing gown
It shows in your smile
I notice it after a very short while
'Tis true
we do feel blue
I did to
We want someone to accuse, but
we need to remember being down is like a bruise
Painful at first
part of a game
Something you feel until it starts to heel, but
You never forget from whence it came
It is blue
It's no disgrace to feel blue
we all do
'tis true, but
Being blue will make you dreary
Having a Friend like me
Always there to make you a cup of tea
can get you to talking
even while walking
Will help to ease your tension
Even if you think its not worth a mention
It will ease your tension so you don't have to go on premature pension.
'Tis true
I like you
even when you blue
Blue becomes purple, violet, yellow and green
As time passes your thoughts will return to mellow and serene
I tip my glasses
Bow my head and think of you
oh blue
'Tis true, but
It's not for you
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem