Winter –
Soon it will be coming
Chilly days will be a-strumming
And our cold will be in more than just the nose
So we better make the mostest
Of the time we have to boastest
And the sun it will delight before it goes
We can take our kite to travel
Let it free it will unravel
And we’ll fly into the sky just like a bird
Us boys and girls are all a-flutter
Play-time is our bread and butter
And the happy words we utter will be heard
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With my head in the sky and my wings in the air, I try to spend my spare time at the footy (AFL in Australia) Go Pies! – and valuable hours with family and friends. Otherwise I’ll have pen in hand and notebook at the ready for those insightful snippets that dream up a poem.
I contribute to Cosmofunnel where you’ll find a guided universe of poetry and art.
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