Day four has arrived and it is my birthday to boot! We are challenged to write a sad poem using simple language. Here is today’s offering inspired by the snowy start. Thankfully Andy has covered up our Spring plants until the snow passes and the bleakness evoked is more to be on prompt than anything else!

Bleak Birthday

Thrown back into the winter

On this, my special day

Bring back the Springtime sinter

Gold warmth, not this white-grey!

Think of the little lupins

Give crocuses a chance

May not their leaves be dropping

Revive our trees and plants!

Surely we’ve done our stint now?

We’ve more than paid our dues!

I’m wilting, need the glint now

Of April’s shiny shoes

Cruel flashback you won’t hinder

The zenith with your grey

Thrown back into the winter

On this, my special day