(wonderfully evocative of my own life..;-)..
your theme choice and delivery brings you into
supremely good company..
Consider The Following:
How like a winter hath my absence been
From thee, the pleasure of the fleeting year!
What freezings have I felt, what dark days seen!
What old December's bareness every where!
And yet this time removed was summer's time,
The teeming autumn, big with rich increase,
Bearing the wanton burden of the prime,
Like widow'd wombs after their lords' decease:
Yet this abundant issue seem'd to me
But hope of orphans and unfather'd fruit;
For summer and his pleasures wait on thee,
And, thou away, the very birds are mute;
Or, if they sing, 'tis with so dull a cheer
That leaves look pale, dreading the winter's near.
You fooled me at first with your opening line, but I think it led into a great poem that spoke about the dreariness that can come for some of us with winter. I think you could look at this in many different ways. I know I completely related to it. An enjoyable read, thank you for sharing it. Good work.