Wanda

The year Lady passed away, I couldn't shift the blues, sunk deeper day by day, hated to be alone, see anyone new, on the street or Metro, but you came with angels, I didn't have a clue, how to deal with rage, you arranged the loans, got me out the stew, put jelly on my bones, before she lost the game, I thought about her due, all she created, then I started to drone, couldn't eat or cook, everything looked done, now your tune resonates, sings in all I do, dances in the daylight, so many thank yous.