A Grey Winter Morning Poem by Phil Soar

A Grey Winter Morning



A cold grey winter morning
A slow and persistent rain
The remainder of the day ahead
The sun a saddened refrain
Where the clouds have no silver lining
And the wind doesn't help ease the pain
For the Winter is here, and it seems like a year
Until Spring returns for us again

Thursday, January 19, 2017
Topic(s) of this poem: nature,seasons,winter
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