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