Days Of Blues
Foggy days spreaded, with the frozen stream.
We lost the bread, and had no cream.
Empty store, dead plants neither was day clear.
Life at nightmare, nothing at all left to share.
Deer fled of fear, no fauna neither any creature near.
Pot full of tears, Mere chance of life here.
No help, do it ownself, no way out and clues.
Lost nowhere here, but in days of blues.