Will rainclouds never be depleted?
The sun tries hard but is defeated;
Roadworks, puddles, soggy brollies;
Cocoa yes, but not ice lollies…
Fleeing Brussels in despair
Depressed souls seek the sun elsewhere…
Why trudge in roadwork-filled downtown?
This pall of grey sky weighs me down.
Solutions must be found; I muse
A crossword puzzle book? Good news!
With challenges on every page
My brain is happily engaged.
I wrap up warm although it’s May
Lunch date with friend will make my day
With STIB* and book, I need not stare
At the rain – and soon I’m there!
(c) Poet in the woods 2024
*Brussels intercommunal Transport Company
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