Outside the fog has cast its cold; greyish coat over the unsuspecting landscape
Nothing has stirred, not even an early morning bird has called to our window sill
The food you placed outside for Robin your redbreast is lying there covered in dampness
Although you have gone shopping, I can picture the disappointment I would see upon your face.
My eyes travel to the Wattle tree and amongst its foliage I can see silken cobwebs adorned with dew
If you were here your eyes would light up as you would see the majesty in those cleverly built lairs
Droplets sitting like diamonds; soon to disappear as the sun bids us all welcome with its golden warmth
Orchid Lady, I wish you were safely home with me out of that dangerous lurking coat of winter danger.
When I awoke this morning I saw the note you left - gone shopping, back soon, breakfast in oven!
Had I known this evil fog would be here to torment us, I would have asked you to wait a little longer -
- not because I don't trust you, but because the fog would gradually clear and the drive become much safer
You always tell me I panic too much, yet you must remember; to me, you are more precious than rubies.
Hastily I place more wood upon the fire then watch as the greedy flames burn deeply into their prey
No matter my love, soon the room will be cosy and warm; holding out its arms to welcome you back home
When I hear the car enter the driveway I will surprise you and pour you a wonderful cup of your favourite coffee
Then I shall sit down and relax because you will be safe and out of that wretched grey mantle of winter.
It's surprising how moments alone affect my wellbeing; how little absences make my heart grow ever fonder for you
Sweetheart, as soon as I walked into the living room a searching scent of your perfume greeted me but sadly you were gone!
This wonderful perfume reminds me it is your birthday shortly so I must search the shops and purchase you something suitable
I wish it were possible for me to shower you with every possible gift - not purely out of greed, but out of my love for you.
The car's engine has sounded in the driveway and believe it or not two greenish lovebirds are chirping away to themselves
Like other children of Nature they seem to know you are home again and have come to sing their hello's to you
And of course the sun has burst through that awful fog and is peeping through the windows with its own welcome
Orchid Lady I am so glad you have arrived home for this house is lifeless without you and to tell you the truth - so am I.
