Sunday Poetry with Gypsy Woman, Jenean C. Gilstrap. Today: Soft Mellow Bliss

Frederick Carl Frieseke. Girl in Blue Arranging Flowers

SOFT MELLOW BLISS

woke up this mornin’

wantin’ some

soft mellow bliss

some snow white happiness

didn’t wanna haf’ta dress

with banks of icy drifts

up against my front door

from down at the floor

up to the roof

yeah woke up this mornin’

wantin’ that bad ole’ blizzard

to have come and gone

way ‘fore dawn

leavin’ behind its powdery flakes

like sparklin’ diamonds on a silvery lake

but much ta my dismay

woke up this mornin’

to a dark dreary day

all yucky an’ gray

rainin’ and rainin’ some more

wet stuff galore

woke up this mornin’

layin’ here on my blanket of red

dreadin’ gettin’ outta bed

but dreadin’ stayin’ in it

cause you ain’t here

ta hold me near

yeah woke up this mornin’

wantin’ some

soft mellow bliss

so come on over now

come on over an’

gimme

a

little

kiss