Even in the bright flouorescent lights of my living room

The miserable grey of the depressing winter sky

Seeps through the windows and around the doors

And the icy depression of winter slowly freezes life.

Grey thoughts, grey words, grey actions, grey feelings

Grey ideas, grey shouts, grey fights, grey reactions.

Rain and cold and frost and ice.

Damp and mold and leaks and blights.

Under the ground the cold cracks open

springtime’s seeds and fall’s brown harvest.

In time spring’s bright sun will make them grow

And brighten depression’s grey to yellow.

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