Sea level

There is something or there’s someone always grumbling,
internal or just stumbling in the dark? and I woke to find that outside it is raining so I won’t be feeding ducks in Regents park,
then there’s someone always moaning that it’s ice cold and
it’s time that we all got a bit of sun and I look at life within the bathroom mirror to realise that this is what makes me so glum.

It is always somewhere else and never me
out of sight out of my mind and I can’t see
but the day approaches without hesitation
maybe this is the day ‘to be or not to be’

© 2018, John Smallshaw.