Winter’s Morning Woes…

The low morning sun’s brush smears the clouds with ginger-red
When it’s so cold there’s no better place than a snug, warm bed
Cuddled up with the one you love, for that there’s a lot to be said
Unfortunately its time to be up, off to go, to earn the daily bread
Would it be out to chop some wood or potter in the planting shed?
Or, from the mire to drag the bull about by it’s tail or maybe head?
Would you need to ensure the chickens and ducks have been fed?
It matters not in the minus three frost… all I want is my lovely bed!

Thanks to the Good Lady for the loan of the photos… I’m usually still asleep at that time in the early, not able to get those special photos… far to fond of my bead! 😉

About aj vosse

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