If I had just jotted them down

I had some good words to put here

Really. Don’t give me such a frown.

They were good. They didn’t sound queer.

This morning I can’t recall them

I knew I should have grabbed my phone

Their vanishment I could not stem

They drifted off all on their own

Poignant words about loneliness

They likely would have made me cry

Maybe it’s just as well – this mess

I need to smile more so I’ll try