Will It Be Blue Poem by Michael WheelerWyatt

His mind starts to forget as the vine takes its hold
Today is the day that she replaces his band of gold
Change the subject before spitefulness takes hold
And the reality of loneliness takes hold

What has he got that took you away?
Please don’t believe a word that he says
What has he given you today?
That stops you believing anything he says

A friend calls to ask what friend to keep
Damn the French for making this wine so cheap
If you need to ask – call yourself true
Another day in my life so blue because of you

What has he got that took you away?
Please don’t believe a word that he says
What has he given you today?
That stops you believing anything he says

Further from heaven now you’ve gone away
Please stop believing anything they say