A patch of frost
is rudely unsettled from its slumber, as
a well coated man scrubs
the windscreen of his car.
of morning sparkle covers all
that is bare and has braved the
The wide blue sky looks warm but feels so cold
as low flying sun-rays glare through
buildings and across rooftops.
An elderly woman
with an eye for a bargain
carefully treads past,
she breaks an icy expression to send a smile.
It’s true that Christmas time has begun.