January Melt
>> Tuesday, January 18, 2011 –
poetry
In a moment I am going to have to relocate to a cheerier part of my house because the view out my office window inspired me to pen this little poem just now:
January Melt
It's raining
It's snowing
It's dripping
It's blowing
It's graying the skies
Delaying my brain
Replaying my sighs
This mournful refrain
So I'm off to a room with drapes drawn, cheery lamplight, green walls, and colorful quilts, remaining ever aware how blessed I am to work from home.
