16 April – Fickle feelings

I suspect poor April is no more fickle than me,
given I spent January through March repeatedly
longing for the evenings to grow light again
so I could go out walking after work with my friends…
Now, don’t get me wrong, I love restored late afternoons –
it’s just been since the clocks changed that I’ve also changed my tune.
The thing is, after dinner, when I’m winding down for bed,
I’m finding now I’m wishing dark came earlier instead!
If only I could pause the point of dusk dawning just right
to match daylight to my day, and darkness to my night.
But of course, if I held the perfect balance there,
Spring would stop advancing, and I’d complain that wasn’t fair!

16 April - Fickle feelings