january

sad to say the sun is cold
the ice reflects its heat
and the then earth gets...none.

sad to say the room is far
the hall keeps getting longer
water drips from boots on his way.

sad to say i never knew
studying never did help
brain cells dry up from lack of use

sad to say the heart wandered
he didn't give it much of a choice
and now the heart pulls back in shame.

good to know the clouds are back
the warmth cannot escape
and the earth can turn again.