Fennel

The cold of the streets
I walk
In loneliness
Empty stores
Where is the happiness
Of children
Packing toys
Where is the laughter
Where is the cry
Was it Christmas the day before
The sounds of Winter every day
That was once, never more
When things were jolly
Snowrides and Fennel
The sweet smell of candy canes
Waiting to see Jimmy
Things from the past
Life like an empty film roll
Where are the images
From games and thunder
Where are the stores
Filled…
With fears and laughter
I walk alone
On the empty streets..