Winter Blues

Written by: Richard Moriarty

Brown and grey and sometimes green, A smattering of color is seldom seen. Dark and threatening is the day But through it all shines forth an occasional ray. Cold as ice, the wind blows strong Cutting through coats and hats pulled down long. The long days’ blues never seem to end As I wait for the spring to begin. Once in a while it seems to let up But again comes the blast I never can get past. A happier time I thought I had seen Only to be forgotten with the loss of a little green. The snow piles higher, the wind blows colder And still the long days’ blues grow older. Spring it seems will never arrive No, not as long as the cold continues to thrive. Brown and grey and sometimes green, A smattering of color is seldom seen. Dark and threatening is the day But through it all shines forth an occasional ray. Out on the lawn in the midst of it all I looked to see what was searching for a nest. A creature even lonelier than the sun, It was a stranger with a red-breast. Life and time do not stand still There comes a change in all around The days’ grow longer, the wind dies down And with the warmth of the sun Another season is done.