If you've been a subscriber of the email list for long, you know I'm not a melancholy writer. Usually. Today's offering, then, strikes a more wistful tone than normal. Chalk it up to being home alone, with The Missus off with family.
So today you get imperfect rhyme in places. The second stanza could well serve as a refrain if somebody were minded to write music for it.
So here's the question for the list subscribers: Did the poem leave you feeling a bit sad? What note most caught your attention?