River of Blues

Whenever I sail

the river of blues,

music never fails

to lead me to paradise avenue.

 

My mind seeks refuge

in melodic tunes,

that bring me delight,

allowing me to feel high as a kite.

 

The next time you're stranded

in the river of blues,

try closing your eyes

and let the music carry you through.

 

 

 

This poem is about: 
Me

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