curled up on the couch
listening to the rain
listening to the blues
watching the cat bury non-existent food
thinking of love
thinking of loss
remembering men and music gone by
my CD shelves are filled with the music of men gone by.
music and men, the men are better gone
but the music makes me shine.
the men are better gone.
all but one, the only one
to leave no music behind.
i just can’t keep from crying
sometimes.
but the sun’s gonna shine on my back door
some day.
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Yes the sun's gonna shine one day "Just for you!!"
Thanks, FL. It mostly is, these days. I'm not really down tonight, more pensive than anything. Funny thing about the blues, it triggers an odd stew of feelings. Listening to them makes me happy in assorted ways. But tonight I'm pensive, and wishing for someone other than a cat with whom to share the rain.
Oatmeal Girl, Leonard Cohen and some Irish laments and folk song and much of what is called Celtic music, makes me feel pleasantly sad.
Warm hugs,
Paul.
smiling at and for you tonight. i wish you peace and happiness.
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