IN MY BACK GARDEN DURING LAST WINTER

 

In my back garden during last Winter

I saw the strangest of things

The fattest Robin I’ve ever seen

It was like a cricket ball with wings

NEVER EVER CATCH A SNOWFLAKE

 

Never ever catch a snowflake

In your mouth

Until you’re sure all the birds

Have flown south

TWO SNOWMEN WERE STOOD IN A FIELD

 

Two snowmen were stood in a field

In one of those cold exposed spots

When one turned to the other and said,

Am I the only one who can smell Carrots?

A SNOWMANS TALE

 

When I was very little

My dad and his brother

Built a huge snowman

Bigger than any other

 

He was as tall as Dad

And was round and fat

It had coal for eyes

And a big black hat

 

A scarf about its neck

For sartorial style

A large carrot nose

And a twig for a smile

 

Knobbly stick arms

With gloves at the end

A belt around its girth

Like a cummerbund

 

I loved that snowman

Standing so very tall

Until the eventual thaw

And I watched him fall 

THE CHILL WIND

 

The chill wind

Bitter and biting

Buffeted the house

Rattling the windows

And whistling at the door

Exploiting every weakness

Exposing every crack

To chill us to our bones

SNOWDROPS IN WINTER

 

Snowdrops in winter

Mother nature’s heralds

Of the coming spring

MOONLIGHT GLINTS

 

Moonlight glints

On the silent vales

Dressed crisply

In winters cloak

Lying like rippled silk

On the frozen land