Tis the darkest time of the year; the longest of nights.

Sorely missing a welcome beam from the sun.

The seasonal affective disorder fights,

Against any chance refuge; having some fun.

Gazing glumly at the rivulets of rain.

They stream down the window, mirroring the pain.

Yet desperately glad this mood will expend,

As dainty lights illume such gloom; this weekend!

(Rispetto)

Rispetto inspired by MMA’s Rispetto Poetry Prompt Challenge #36 Pain

In a total of 6 sentences so I can participate in Denise’s Six Sentence Story Challenge – Beam

Also delighted to include FOWC with Fandango — Refuge

Please do click through for the rules of all, if you, too, would like to join in.

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