Oh, The Winter Is Here!

The farmer couldn’t hear the cock’s crowing,
Though it was six in the morning.
I fumbled for the clock, bedside
Because it was still dark outside.
Then it dawned upon me
Oh, the gloomy winter is here.

Along came blankets and quilts
Shoved inside for months, without care.
And the smell of mothballs filled the air.
Oh, the smelly winter is here.

I laid curled up snug in bed
Just five more minutes, I pleaded.
Oh, the inhibiting winter is here.

The weight of countless clothes
Made my movement slack,
As if carrying another person on my back.
Oh, the heavy and oppressive winter is here.

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poem by Fadinginto Oblivion
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