Poem by Anonymous, Spring 2021

Horizon

How happy is that bright sunshine!
Does the sunshine ever make you shiver?
Hmm?
All that is sad is not greyness,
Greyness, by all accounts, is common.
A greyness is all seen. a greyness is surrounding,
Greyness is public, however.
How enlightened is the horizon.
They lead us to the future of our time.
Past the greyness and at the end of our sunshine.