The Grey Train

Like a long journey where the train doesnt stop,

With eternal greyness and hints of warmth,

A glimpse of happy when all is souless,

and hope for spring and all its wholeness

The winter has lasted for over its time,

the warm winter clothing has now past its prime

My skin misses sunshine and all that it brings

Bring on the youth and the start of our Spring.

I grip with all hope to the start of the Spring

and release from the winter zombie which feels deep within

To escape the doldrums of cold and grey

and relish the sun from a much needed Spring Day.