I’m trying to make the best of it
After all, I’m alive and well
Despite the many years
This body has traveled
But there it is beyond the window
That there
This here
Gray day
We’re beyond the Spring Equinox
The days are longer than the nights
And daylight continues to gain
Each day
But days of gray are not sunny days
And the body
No the mind
No the whole being
Yearns for the warmth
Beyond the gray
But like I said
I’m trying to make the best of it
It ain’t easy
Sure ain’t easy.Gotta’ drag on the ‘ole rubber boots and confront the elements!
Sure ain’t easy. Pull on them ol’ boots an’ just confront them darmed elements!
I just hid out, and cleverly waited for today which has not a cloud in a beautiful blue sky.