The Season Of Choice

I wrote this poem when I was watching the Icy blasts of plummeting temperatures in the USA a few weeks ago, and how the snow storms were affecting everyone over there.. According to the  World Meteorological Organization (WMO), which monitors global weather, the first six weeks of 2014 have seen an unusual number of extremes of heat, cold, and rain—not just in a few regions as might be expected in any winter, but right the way around the world at the same time, with many costly disruptions to power systems,transport and food production… As you all know we expect to have Rain in Britain, but this is the wettest Winter on record  I believe since records began. But the last couple of days we have seen the SUN!

I hope where ever you are you are the weather is improving.

Spring IS on the Way!

This are part of some pre-scheduled Posts  and I will be catching you all up Very Soon ..

Blizzards of snow in Icy blasts

Falls from the sky like shards of glass

Biting your face and taking your breath

Temperatures plummet bringing Icy death

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Gone is the beauty of softly formed flakes

Drifting and freezing on rivers and lakes

Branches that bend and twigs that do snap

All who go out pull on mittens and hat.

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But what of the birds? What warmth so they find?

Huddled together in shrub tangled vines

And what about Fox held up in his den

And all our four-legged, what of them?

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Do you give them a thought? Do you give them a crumb?

Have you spared a thought? For our Animal Kingdom

And what of the homeless who sleep on our streets

Have you thought of their plight as you sleep beneath warm sheets?

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Winter is harsh as it culls out the weak

And the mist rolls in closer even as I speak

Seasons are our barometers of life

Like the elements of Nature combining love and strife

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Then there’s the Spring with new growth and birth

As we push on upward seeking self worth

Summer is the garden of beauty and play

As we experience the colour of life every day

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Autumn are the years we mature and let go

Like the leaves from a tree we float with the flow

Winter can be a lonely place and cold

Holding Seasons memories as we grow old.

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So whatever the weather of storms in Life

Hold onto your heart the Sun of all light

Fill yourself up with gratitude and love

By loving each other, we shall ascend up above..

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And this Photo was taken from my own Garden this week

 

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