22 November – Drawing in

More and more light seeps through the cracks of each day
as morning sleeps in and dusk nudges afternoon out of the way.
The sun is growing distant, when it deigns to show,
as if it’s silently sulking with everyone below.
And mist muffles the world with cold encroaching gloom
that makes us think the evening cannot come to soon.
At least then the fire will blaze and the lights can all burn bright,
we don’t feel the darkness so keenly when it’s supposed to be night.
Roll on December’s promise, when the struggle turns the other way,
and growing light diffuses in again, more and more each day.
Hold on through the shortest days now, through the longest nights,
be thankful that this dimming drawing in is a temporary plight.