Naomi

Year baby passed away, couldn't shift the blues, sunk deeper day by day, hated to be alone, see anyone vagely new, on the street a gyro, you brought me angels, I didn't have a clue, how to deal with rage, saw to all the loans, pulled me from a stew, put jelly on my bones, before he lost the game, thought all I could do , sink agsainst creation, then started to moan, you got me through, every door was closed, now your soul mate, singing is what I do, singing for happy ways, praise and bless you.