Scurrying under umbrellas
Many broken hearts are near
Days like these come on heavy
Heavy like the rain
In some places the snow
Commuters try and make it home
To warm places
At home and in the heart
We’re so far from the sun here
In winter
In these days
The wind will bite at your face
The rain will drown your heart
And where are you on this eve?
As cars hiss past and clouds loom overhead
It’s winter here, in the land, and in my heart
Tree branches bare death
They fight off the cold
As do I
Brittle on the edge but warm somewhere inside