Indulgence

This constant cold and lack of sun
Depresses each and everyone
I’ve no appointments for today
The snow has swept them all away.

I force myself to go outdoors
To buy a few essential stores
I wrap up tight and face the fray
Which neighbours shall I meet today?

The snow’s no thrill, I must beware
So I totter down the hill with care.
No one, but no one in the street
In every sense I have cold feet!

Inside the shop the bright displays
Attempt to catch my listless gaze
I’m so depressed I treat myself
And grab some pancakes from the shelf.

I’m tired and bored and no one cares
All I get are stony stares
But I’ve turned my walk into a spree
And now shall have a tasty tea!

(written in March 2013)

(c) Poet in the woods 2014