The skies are gray once more

~ * ~

A dreary morning lingers

just outside my old back door

The ground is white, the trees are bare,

the skies are gray once more

A frigid wind approaches

as it slaps out at my face

A shiver forms upon my skin,

while standing in this place

The cats are in the corner

hiding out from all the snow

My dog he barks, "Oh let me in,

I'm freezing, you must know"

When old man winter, finally spoke,

"I'm back again," he said

I walked inside and locked the door

and climbed back into bed

~ * ~

Author's Note

Some days it's better to just stay in bed

Reviews

[Gee]

Working outside I hate the cold and winter in general.
Usual high class fayre Will.
Hope you are well

[willweb]

Thanks Gee. I always appreciate your visits.

[Soren]

Sometimes I pray for those days, it gives me an excuse to stay in bed. This poem paints the picture well Will. I can see the sky and feel the wind. Today is not a good day for this kind of weather though so you can keep the gray day.

[willweb]

Thanks Soren. Happy you aren't seeing the gray skies I am. Enjoy your days my friend.

[Ken Simm.]

Know this so well. Do you live around here. In fact that was the case this morning. The dogs were showing me some kind of brass monkey aapparently.

[willweb]

Actually, I live in South Texas and believe it or not, that is very close to what it was like this past week. Thanks so much Ken

[Ken Simm.]

Weird. Not what I think of Texas. Even when I was there.

[JD Major]

And perchance to dream of sunshine glistening off snow-boughed evergreens.
... Nah, you're right, getting out of bed is pretty much always a mistake.
:)

[willweb]

Thanks so much JD. Nice to see you back again.

[JD Major]

Good to see you're still here Will.
I tried as best I could to not write, didn't stick :)