Winter 2020

 
Bare bulb bright
A lonely sight
Against the fading bones of the night
Boiling kettle
Tea for one
Household chores are all but done
Morning light
Dull and grey
Don't think I'll leave the house today
Television the only company
Time moves very slowly for me
In my chair or shuffling about
Staring into old photos that recount
Family Christmases gone
Life in the past
No one told me it wouldn't last
Now wind blows the final leaf
Skeleton trees in stark relief
Cobwebbed, dark
Robbing my belief
In tomorrow's a better day
Eyes still filming
With the grief
Dusk shadow closes in
I switch on that bare bright bulb
Dinner for one
Left to go cold