Fancy That
Cold steady April rain
Housebound huddled captive
Grey and somber is the day
And like myself inactive
So I sit composing verse
Forcing words, imposing, terse
To conjure feelings so inscribed
Pointing to a better way
Or even more a wetter May
One more excuse to get away
To cruise amused in sunlight
Through wet pane I peer and see
I can’t be happy
Fancy free
Copyright © Donald Meikle | Year Posted 2005
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