WINTER BLUES

I gathered to me
All the winter blues
I threw them far, prayed
They wouldn't hurt you

I gathered to me
All your worry and care
I buried it deep
In the garden there

I gathered to me
All the songbirds sweet
Bid them sing away
All your sorrows and weeps

But nothing worked
So I gathered you up
Buried you deep
In the weeping dusk

Now, I gather to me
All the winter blues
For they live in me
In my grief for you

M P 10/2/21