February gripping
Tightly to my frozen toes
I can’t shake it off

February gripping
Tightly to my frozen toes
I can’t shake it off
In our children’s eyes
How will this be remembered?
The start, or the end?
Skim across the lake
Soft sounds ripple all around
Perpetual dawn
At the water’s edge
The muted shades of winter
Was it all a dream?
Every step a print
Every stone makes a ripple
Every boat a wake
Let me follow you
Around the lake. Help me to see
The world with new eyes
One day all must fall
Released to the stoney ground
Finally we’re free
In a hazy shroud
Defeated and deflated
Can I carry on?
Below the surface
Hidden from these prying eyes
Perennial pride
Would you want to live
If every day was the same?
For how much longer?