Some days you just feel blah,
Like the day should just go by
Hoping tomorrow will be better
Or at least the blah feeling
Will subside.
When I feel this way,
I even hate talking.
For I don't want anyone else
To be infected by my blahness.
So please bear with me,
Perhaps you can catch me,
On the flip side,
Not everyone will know this reference.
But it had to do with vinyl records.
And if you do for me,
The courtesy of letting me be
Or just slightly trying to nudge me
Into smiling,
I will try to do the same for you
When you are similarly affected.
Melody McKinstrie
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Thoughful Lovely flow of word with a bit of humour that u painted. Thanks for sharing, nt d blah