Summer
Summer’s getting drowsy now
Soon she will be fast asleep
Missing summer, the trees begin to weep
It’s autumn time so leave and take a bow
I heard the autumns singing.
The wind it sprints through the trees.
The air is getting crispier and a chilly nip is in the breeze.
On autumns night a luminous pearl hangs in the radiant night sky.
Journeying to warmer land, the birds ‘gossip loudly as they fly.
When orange and red are burnished on leaves,
They glide down like a silent pack of thieves.
The leaves now searching for a new home, they flutter down on their wings of pure gold.
The trees now come together, forsaken, isolated and soon to winters cold.
Crickets, hedgehogs, owls too join in with the late night autumn song.
To remind us another season won’t be long.
Christmas gifts make their showing on shelves in stores.
Leaf blowers begin to go on vacation and snow shovels prepare for chores.
Winter is here
Everything knows from the tiny hares to the giant deer
That Christmas our favourite time of the year is near.
Struggling to keep in winter’s cheer,
Children burst out “winter is here”.
Sometimes I tend to gaze at the stars.
On a clear winter’s night maybe even Mars.
When outside is a winter wonderland of snow,
Passionate eyes like ember aglow.
Teeth chatter like a pair of castanets.
The cold seeps into our gloves until they cease to bend properly.
There is no escape from the cold especially when it’s in your own property
When outside is a winter wonderland of snow,
Your muscles will be so numb you can barely hop
It seems like a mission just going to the first bus stop
But if I do each the bus stop, I attempt to lean on it.
Forgetting that in winter days, the icy biting metal that quickly imbibes all your body heat
Leaving you as cold as those trees, it’s an experience you would not like to meet
On winter’s day thin frozen puddles crack under my winter boots.
To me the cracks look like gnarled fingers, twisted and knotted.
Others say the cracks look
Soon she will be fast asleep
Missing summer, the trees begin to weep
It’s autumn time so leave and take a bow
I heard the autumns singing.
The wind it sprints through the trees.
The air is getting crispier and a chilly nip is in the breeze.
On autumns night a luminous pearl hangs in the radiant night sky.
Journeying to warmer land, the birds ‘gossip loudly as they fly.
When orange and red are burnished on leaves,
They glide down like a silent pack of thieves.
The leaves now searching for a new home, they flutter down on their wings of pure gold.
The trees now come together, forsaken, isolated and soon to winters cold.
Crickets, hedgehogs, owls too join in with the late night autumn song.
To remind us another season won’t be long.
Christmas gifts make their showing on shelves in stores.
Leaf blowers begin to go on vacation and snow shovels prepare for chores.
Winter is here
Everything knows from the tiny hares to the giant deer
That Christmas our favourite time of the year is near.
Struggling to keep in winter’s cheer,
Children burst out “winter is here”.
Sometimes I tend to gaze at the stars.
On a clear winter’s night maybe even Mars.
When outside is a winter wonderland of snow,
Passionate eyes like ember aglow.
Teeth chatter like a pair of castanets.
The cold seeps into our gloves until they cease to bend properly.
There is no escape from the cold especially when it’s in your own property
When outside is a winter wonderland of snow,
Your muscles will be so numb you can barely hop
It seems like a mission just going to the first bus stop
But if I do each the bus stop, I attempt to lean on it.
Forgetting that in winter days, the icy biting metal that quickly imbibes all your body heat
Leaving you as cold as those trees, it’s an experience you would not like to meet
On winter’s day thin frozen puddles crack under my winter boots.
To me the cracks look like gnarled fingers, twisted and knotted.
Others say the cracks look