Something for young lovers not sure of mutual commitment. Particularly to those of us who have known depression.
The day began with cold rain, now gone
From the few remaining clouds
A snowflake now and then is drawn
To melt beneath the feet of aimless crowds
The sun is out, but not so bright
It seems to give but little heat
Depression lurks about in this diminished light
In this damp gloom it will find some soul to defeat
And that soul, it may be mine
For this morning I found her gone from my bed
Oh, I knew our love had once been in decline
But things were much different now, we smiled as we looked ahead
Today was to be an anniversary of sorts
Not of when we met, we had no sentiment for that
But of when we last to harsh words did resort
And had thrown love away in favor of such hurtful combat
Nine months it would have been since that dreadful fight
If new life can develop fully in that time, why not our life together
Were we not wiser now, more attentive, of our mistakes more contrite
Our friends assumed we would marry, no doubts whatsoever
There must be here some mistake, I thought, a simple misunderstanding
But the day’s gloom affected me, I could not make my mind think clearly
Depressions of long ago I thought defeated I felt now re-expanding
Could this one I survive, my soul surely would be rent severely
But then behind me I heard a sound, she was coming through the door
And their she stood now with broadest smile I had ever seen on her
I had not been sure till now, she said, only signs I could not ignore
Oh my dear sweetest love, we’re pregnant now, the doctor did concur
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