12/21/16
Without you
I’ll be so blue just thinking about you
Decorations of red on a tall Pepperidge tree
Won’t be the same dear, if you’re not here with me
And when those bluefish start migrating
That’s when those blue-jays start calling
You’ll be doin all right with your Christmas of white
But I’ll have a blue, blue, blue, blue Christmas
* From an Island Naturalist who hasn’t sighted and documented Elvis – yet.