Category: Seasons

Winter, Spring, Summer, Autumn, the changes that they bring.

Sun 27/09/20

Sunday morning chores,
As the family still snores,
And I’ll bang some doors.

The book is back on,
But so much to work through now,
More material though.

Cleaning up my place,
Giving order and a clean face,
Better now for sure.

The rain down the pane,
Trickles meanderingly,
In it silent streams.

The clouds fill the sky,
And without definition,
And no sight of sun.

Tues 28/04/20

A wet day outside,
And I wanted to go out,
And feel its wetness.

Feel the wind blowing,
And the drops of rain falling,
And make me feel cold.

I lost it again,
All I didn’t really have,
And now it is gone.

The coffee half drunk,
Still at the edge of the stool.
Warm and welcoming.