Melancholy, my child

I gave birth to a thing

So great and vast,

That I could not touch it.

I kept it as a dear companion

Throughout my life.

I gave it love, tenderness,

Decided to name it “Sadness”.

But one day, Sadness evolved

Into Melancholy.

I let him follow me, quietly.

He was considerate of my focus and time.

And I let him become a menace,

Even though he did not hurt me.

I let him become a menace,

Even though he was passive and soft.

I decided to let him walk ahead,

So he could see the light!

He did not change a bit.

I did.

Helen Plageman