I woke up feeling blue.
My mood with somber hue.
The cold has chased the light away.
The morning did progress.
The feeling stirred me less.
I got a mobile journey in a vibrating room.
In early afternoon I pray.
That swollen sadness will decay.
In the midday hours my freedom looms.
The brightness in the air.
An anticipatory affair.
My teacher Jeff is coming soon.