there is something
something
bothersome
something
vexing
something in the air
that lingers around
despair
echoes
amongst the limbs
desolation
sticks
to the twigs
despondency
brushes
the bark
something
not quite right
when
light
fades
and
shadows
no longer
lay
at one’s feet
distress
controls
the day
comfort
is only
a
call away
Perfect timing for these interesting words. Thank you, they truly reflected the feelings and tone this week.