In  Northern winter

Almost dark,no birdsong, absent sun
With pink and mauve and grey the sky endears.
As if by grace , the light has been and gone.

Like an automaton.  I live on.
Full of tight emotion, my life runs
Almost dark,no birdsong,no bright sun

My three cats have vanished,every one
Their company, erratic, creates fun
As if by grace, they eat  and then are gone

In  Northern winter humans feel  undone
Though spiders and small beetles  love this home
Almost dark,no birdsong,no bright sun

By thoughts of endless night I’m overcome
My heart has perished,come oh cherubim
Struck by demons light has been and gone

See me youthful with my long,longs limbs
See me old  weighed down by loss and sin
Almost dark,no birdsong, absent sun
Suddenly my life  has been and gone.