Gray Days

Gray days
Listless 
Depleted
Existence, oddly muted
Minutes drag on
Bears are smart to hibernate
Not much to chirp about

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Peter W Iversen

February 23, 2020 at 12:09 PM

Something rather dark behind those words. Good pen GW-Peter

Gershon Wolf

February 23, 2020 at 12:26 PM

Not to fret; sun's out once more!... Thanks, Peter.

Jennifer Proxenos

January 29, 2020 at 2:48 AM

That's the thing with Northern countries, Winters are long and grey - here in the South during a Winter day, unless we have a cold front, temperatures are between 18 and 22 degrees centigrade - an absolute pleasure, and the sky is blue. Blessings, Jennifer.