Free Verse About An Early Morning Run In January

In the early hours of
A crisp January morning
I went for a run

My way was initially lit
By street lamps
Whose reflections sparkled
Like glitter
In the ground frost below
But as I hit the banks of the Thames
The darkness was punctuated
Only by the stars above me
Shining brightly in the clear winter sky

Save for slumbering swans
I was entirely alone
With only my thoughts for company

And as the frozen leaves
Crunched beneath my feet
I began to reflect
And I came to realise
Just how much
I hate running
And January