It’s grey again.
The sky is hanging low.
I hoped to see a blue sky
a bright sunshine glow.
But, no.
It’s grey again.
I guess it’s going to snow
But never mind, My Grieving Heart,
I know how to cheer you.
I know how to spend this dreary grey day.
A warm mug of Chamomile tea
A batch of spicy ginger snaps,
a slow cooked vegetable soup…
that book on top of my stack,
some soft Bach to set the mood
with fluffy pillows and afghan on my back
Or a long, phone chat from my favorite pal,
A Youtube led art class or a Netflix movie.
Aren’t these the things that use up winter
and hurries it along to Spring?
Well, yes, my heart responds, but…
There is one thing that covers over all these
past-time projects and distractions,
that one thing that causes me to welcome
yet another winter morning
and gives me joy whatever I do.
The one true thing of winter’s cold, grey days
is my cozy, warm, wooly, snuggly soft
turtleneck!
It gives me purpose to get dressed each morning
and stirs my anticipation.
It comforts my dry, cold skin
and wraps me warm up to my chin
It holds me
enfolds me
and makes me grin.
So, never mind, Grey Winter Day,
come for as long as you dare,
I won’t care.
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