Saturday, 8 February 2014

cold days

cold days
wrapped in a duvet
sniffle, blind sided plays
in the background
and the world is still
you stare up at the window
feeling weary and quite ill
cold days
          you say
a part of you
                        likes being
                wrapped in your duvet
alone, you told            
me nothing beats
that feeling
of humble grey solitude
cold days------------------
let us count ways
to be grateful