Oh, The Winter Is Here!
The farmer couldn’t hear the cock’s crowing,
Though it was six in the morning.
I fumbled for the clock, bedside
Because it was still dark outside.
Then it dawned upon me
Oh, the gloomy winter is here.
Along came blankets and quilts
Shoved inside for months, without care.
And the smell of mothballs filled the air.
Oh, the smelly winter is here.
I laid curled up snug in bed
Just five more minutes, I pleaded.
Oh, the inhibiting winter is here.
The weight of countless clothes
Made my movement slack,
As if carrying another person on my back.
Oh, the heavy and oppressive winter is here.
My fingers are itchy, swollen
And I am in so much pain.
Oh, the winter is here and the chilblain.
Not allowed to ramble out,
Out on a dreadful winter night
Because not one soul is in sight.
Oh, the forbidding winter is here.
The newspapers-flights delayed.
Cars bumped into each other
Because the fog refused to clear.
Oh the obstinate winter is here.
poem by Fadinginto Oblivion
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