It’s winter and I really love it,
Warm jumpers all bright coloured knit,
It’s spring that time I love it too,
Bulb flowers popping up tried and true,
It’s summer then I’ll love it so,
Hammock in sun and no grass to mow,
It’s autumn that I love well,
Leaves of all colours in the dell.
As winter takes it’s leave of us
We see spring signs of first crocus
Which slowly fade for daffodils
In summer vases on windows sills
And soon the red and golden hue
Will welcome autumn into view
And then the year will be complete
As winter calls with it’s cold sleet.
🙂
A cheeky poetic reply perhaps just for you:
It’s winter and I really love it,
Warm jumpers all bright coloured knit,
It’s spring that time I love it too,
Bulb flowers popping up tried and true,
It’s summer then I’ll love it so,
Hammock in sun and no grass to mow,
It’s autumn that I love well,
Leaves of all colours in the dell.
🙂
I love it. Thank you.
As winter takes it’s leave of us
We see spring signs of first crocus
Which slowly fade for daffodils
In summer vases on windows sills
And soon the red and golden hue
Will welcome autumn into view
And then the year will be complete
As winter calls with it’s cold sleet.
🙂
Yay I love that
❤