End of term...Time to make some good poems! Loads written on England Winters. My inspiration for this poetry is my window and what I can see outside it ;)
The time winter arrives,
arrives the time to depart
Leaves leave their heart,
The tree.
The tree then lies uncovered
leaving the sly bird's nest to see
Then they dont feel free
to sit and sing on the tree
which leaves our mornings
with no sounds
no air with any glee.
The time snow arrives
arrives the time to depart
colour leaves nature
leaving us with grey and white
dull
dry, never bright,
just those fairy lights
that hang on the silent window
Unfazing the dark lights
of a small town,
turning into a smile,
from a frown....
:)
The time winter arrives,
arrives the time to depart
Leaves leave their heart,
The tree.
The tree then lies uncovered
leaving the sly bird's nest to see
Then they dont feel free
to sit and sing on the tree
which leaves our mornings
with no sounds
no air with any glee.
The time snow arrives
arrives the time to depart
colour leaves nature
leaving us with grey and white
dull
dry, never bright,
just those fairy lights
that hang on the silent window
Unfazing the dark lights
of a small town,
turning into a smile,
from a frown....
:)