Beauty through my vintage PhilCo.
Gloomy skies,
Pain in my eyes My oh my, What a great surprise All I need, Right before me, Music, Static coming through my tube radio, Happiness blasting through in form of a tune, As the wind blows I have only one thing, But that one thing is everything to me, Peacefully, As the voice of John Lennon seeps into my soul, I close my eyes, To sleep until sunrise
This poem is about:
Me
Our world