Intuition.

I can't wait to see the spring blooms again,
The sun, the shine, the light, the day,
The refreshment and joy it brings,
The warmth, the sundress, the smiles,

But until then, I have to juggle this winter,
No friends, no songs, no sundress, No sun, No light,
Just loneliness and boredom,
And more lies,

I owed myself a travelling of soul searching.