FLITTING AND FLUTTERING

 

The sunshine dances

On butterfly wings

As they flit and flutter

Never still, never pausing

As they in turn dance

To natures gentle tune 

THE SUNRISE WAS A GLOWING RED

 

The sunrise was a glowing red

As the day began frostily

Beneath the clear skies

But those skies turned grey

As the days early promise faded

Along with the light

What was clear however

Was that rain was on the way

Maybe even hill snow

But it was equally possible

That the sky will become blue again

And for some the sun may return

WHEN WE WERE KIDS, WE DIDN’T GO

 

When we were kids, we didn’t go

Sledging and tobogganing

Going down the hill on a tin tray

Was more our kind of thing

LIFE WAS MUCH SIMPLER WHEN I WAS A BOY

 

Life was much simpler when I was a boy

And I often look back now that I’m a man

Like when the first significant snow came,

And we built the world’s biggest snowman

Well maybe not the biggest one built, but

The biggest that seven year old children can

AFTER THE ICE QUEENS BITTER TOUCH

 

After the ice queens bitter touch

Fountains cascaded no more,

Waterfalls become inanimate

And you cannot avoid her winter bite

Driving snow falls upon frost and ice

And the world feels her bitter chill

For a hundred years or more

WHEN WE WERE KIDS, WE WOULD GO

When we were kids, we would go

Out in the freshly fallen snow

And have a massive snowball fight

Doing battle till the enemy took flight

OLD MAN WINTER’S TOUCH

 

Old man winter’s touch

Transforms the landscape,

Trees wear a frosting

As if dusted by a baker

Snow fall blurs the edges

And disguises definition

Of familiar landmarks

And frozen streams appear

Like pure white ribbons

Casually discarded in the vale