Artwork by Phoebe Brook @fibeee_art 
Scraping at the frost on her car windscreen
her frozen fingers sticking intermittently to the plastic handle
she thought about the day ahead
facing difficult decisions a day of dread
none when reached will be right or wrong
but they were all needing to be made
be strong
she might need to spray, this it wasn’t budging
She watched the young people as they passed her
on their way to school buttoned up and ready
how she wished she could take back the years to when she was at school
and yet even then all the worries of the world felt as though they were on her shoulders
life did seem easier though, she pretends
