I'm too sad to sing but not too sad to write I'm too tired to dream But I'll dream tonight
I'm too blue to cry But not too blue to say what makes me blue I guess I'm just missing you
Winter lingers on the sky is gray again There's a red bird resting on a limb Wish that little red bird would sing a hymn
Cause I'm too blue to cry But not too blue to say what makes me blue I guess I'm just missing you
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Posted: Apr 2018
About this poem:
listed this poem as sadness but there needs to be a choice that says the blues you can sing out the blues sadness is related to depression I'm not depress just have the blues
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Kathy