A man back from work tucks in his two perfect children.
He is in the same state as many other working men.
Before a walk the father gets a hood for his ears.
As of yesterday his wife has been gone for five years.
Wind bats his hair which each year gets more and more gray.
Never figured out why the wife decided to go.
Looks like the thick purple clouds are about to shed snow.
Gazing at the sky he wishes it would go away.