Can't forget 19 days of
totally grey, overcast sky.
Curiosity won over waiting
but only at first.
How long can this go on?
Is this what SAD* is
all about?
Is the world
broken?
It wasn't that there wasn't a
total absence of blue.
Once in a while, a jay would
wildly fleet through,
stopping only to
harass a few winter creatures
that frequent our back garden.
All of a sudden, following the
456 hours of grey-
the sky parted
just a bit to
show blue.
Only to swiftly shrink away and
close up.
Not until
nearby neighbors
rushed into the street - pointing
away from the earth.
I joined them.
Together, we surmised whether or
where blue would be
seen again.
I wished it would return.
Wherever it went
I will surely wish
to follow.
Is it too much to have hope it
would linger until
the Killdeer
call again?
*Seasonal Affective Disorder
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