The Creeping Cold by Toni Newell

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Winter is upon us
It gets colder every day
I need a jacket on
To keep the cold away.

My warm pyjamas and
An extra blanket on the bed
A flannel pillow slip
Where I will rest my head.

Shorts become trousers
Thongs are put away
Tee shirts turn to jumpers
To keep the cold at bay.

Milk becomes hot chocolate
Salads become roast
And cereal is replaced
With honey on hot toast.

Trees are shedding leaves
In hibernation mode
Preparing for the winter
When growth is slowed.

Yes, winter is upon us
But is followed by the Spring
Warmth again is promised
A seasonal offering.

Photo from Pexels by Peter Frese

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Summer

 

The sun is warm, the fish are biting

Snapper, squid and shoals of whiting

Ice-cream jingles sound inviting –

Summer’s on its way.

 

The breeze is up, the current’s running

Tourists bare their legs for sunning

Seagulls stealing chips are cunning –

Summer’s on its way.

 

The sky is bright, the waves are rolling

Zinc-nosed lifeguards are patrolling

Cricket-crazy kids are bowling –

Summer’s here  – let’s play!

Jill McDougall
  • Submitted in response to Poetry Prompt #47

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