| Nightime snows blanket the ground, and muffle the noises from all around. The stillness echoes without a sound. A picturesque place, a stately home , but inside the family emotions churn. The friction worsens and anger burns. Tempers erupt and spew out insults. A sterner discipline will be the results. Teenagers feel caged and ache to explore. Even mother and father are weary and sore. It seems that all peace has flown out the door. Please don't despair, it will return as before. The bright morning sun will melt all the snow, and you will be free again to come and to go. Spirits will soar, and you won't feel so low. Winter will flee and the snows turn to rain. Hearts will be light and you'll be happy again. So, in the meantime, just try to remain sane. Spring will return with its warmth and its cheer. You won't even remember why you felt so drear. Cabin fever will pass, or at least for this year. Spring will return with warmth and with cheer. You won't even remember why you felt so drear. |
4 comments:
I love your poem. It's true everyone is so tired of winter.
I'd like to forget what I'm feeling for sure. 'On Ya'-ma
You've summed up cabin fever perfectly!
Hugs, Beth
Oh this is soooo cool. I truly have cabin fever. Long for the warmer sunshiney days. Thanks for sending me a note telling me to come look! You are so good at writing!
Very cool poem.
It has been a looonnnggg winter.
:) Leigh
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