In the afternoon

winter came by my bedroom today falling in rows and covering the lane morning shone on my windows today passing the time I slumber away to kill all the day stumbling up at one and put the kettle on but where's the coffee gone in the afternoon I put the TV on but where's the drama gone in the afternoon and time is all that passes someone came by my bedroom today swaying around, then silently away someone left home and my bedroom today left by the time I slumbered away to kill all the day some people don't hurry don't you worry they say one day I'll be older so much colder I say this fear won't appear if I keep stumbling up at one