« Ellen Fuchs » DEPRESSION The sheet lay halfway Between her feet and the floor Pushed into that no-man's-land By a night of sweat soaked dreams A desire to remain asleep and dreaming Of a reason to rise Like the sun of a new day Wanting to feel the warmth like others As they open tomorrow Like a holiday gift That will make their heart Sing with joy While hers lay heavy As a stone in a still pond. Ellen Fuchs is a poet from Rego Park, NY. She taught elementary school for several years and now does volunteer work. Her poems have appeared in the NEW YORK TIMES:METROPOLITAN DIARY, the AUROREAN, FALLING STAR, and other small presses. Poetry has been her avocation for over thirty years.