Ye Gods! Old Feb is back again
The shortest month with cold and rain
New Year’s resolutions past
Shunted aside – put out to grass.
Christmas bills we hope are paid
It’s tightening-the-belt time, I’m afraid
For optimists the days get longer
Spring will soon be here – I wonder…
I look around me – all is bleak
Barren branches – no birds tweet
A distant owl hoots in the wood
Seeking a mate just as he should.
Spare a thought for Valentine
Whose feast on Friday falls this time
Overworked florists selling roses
Red of course in loving posies.
An ideal gift for lovers’ tryst
Is Belgian chocolates; sales are brisk
All of a flurry, we enthuse
And forget - just briefly - winter blues!
(c) Poet in the woods 2014