The rustle of the sudden breeze
Sets the warm bodies at ease
The colours turn from green to red
On the autumn leaves
We yearn of getting in a warm bed
Everyone would have said
Then, as the cold and final weather sets in
The cold wind seems like a slight sting
First, a light relief,
Next, a frozen night
The sun tries to shine with all its might
But the power of the wind doesn’t let it go right
The clouds huddled over
The dark, gloomy ambiance
The clouds shower freezing snow
The clouds turn from green to yellow
On the fading grass
Then, the sheep have to be found
Camouflaged in the snow
Three months after winter’s harness,
The warmth returns again.
Winter’s going…….Winter’s gone!