As I walk through this midwinter day,
I wonder when this grey freezing air will go away.
I wonder when my son will be able to smile,
for he’s been a nobolus cloud for a little while.
I wonder when my wife will give me a kiss,
The sweet rosy fresh lips in my cheek is what I miss.
I wonder when I will get a promotion,
because last quarter, I worked like a bee, always in motion.
Lastly I wonder when the sun will come out,
for the fresh air of daffodils is what I can't live without.
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