COLD NIGHTS

Poetry

Sunday 25 November 2018

It might seem a bit funny – but I’m starting to miss the warm weather

the sun and its friend,  mercury seem to have beaten a retreat

nights are drawing in, and furthermore – so is the cold

looking out of the window, it doesn’t even look like night

but the sun has taken its leave – and outside its not bright

perhaps i should have appreciated it when it was in town

when people were sat on the beach – getting brown

For now , i’m not sat by the beach

The warmth has gone – its out of reach

So i’ll sit by the heater with reading planned

and a Mug of hot cocoa – ee thats grand!

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