Mood Indigo > Indigent > Indignant > Indulgent...

Well I woke up this morning [in classic bluesman style, guitar in hand - but swapped my six-string for a pen] and tried to capture a feeling before it slipped away - that sense of not really wanting to face the new day just yet, preferring to linger awhile longer in the languor of last night...
This one is for Nessa.
    
Saturday
I open the window
into a cold and rainy morning.
The gray streets
are full of gray people
with frowns on their faces
and water in their shoes,
cursing the day they were born.
So I turn back to Friday night,
for you are smiling and warm.
Steve Rowland
Note to self: Forget about your trouble and your strife. Embrace the simple ambiguities of life :-)
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