Thinking of Australia or New Zealand
and I would hide myself away
somewhere warm and bright
and filled with sun
I am thinking of places where the sun is shining - where it is warm and this everlasting gray has turned to green and become filled with blossoms.
Oh I love the seasons - I even enjoy the snow
but this GRAY, Gray, gray
Did I say gray was one of my favorite colors?
Guess I did.
Yet cold winds blow
the air is filled
with falling ice and snow
and I am longing for the sun...
My life is cold, and dark, and dreary;
Be still, sad heart! and cease repining;
In the midst of all this drizzle - there are bright spots arriving. Goldfinches, Pine Siskins and the Redpolls. Perhaps I can wait for another time to go to Australia or New Zealand.