top of page
Grey Days
January gloom is a common thing
Not enough sunlight to let the light in
So now we are used to a canopy of grey
Starting at dawn
And lasting all day
Curtains pulled early
Shutting out night
Instead now, there's electric light
Somehow though cosy
It is not quite the same
Our eyelids look heavy
from computer games
Since this was written
I have started to smile
For the sun broke the clouds
There is light for a while!
bottom of page