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.