I CAN FEEL THE NIP APPROACHING IN THE AIR TONIGHT.
COUNTING DAYS TO SEPTEMBER IN MY SIGHT.
SHORTER DAYS AND LONGER NIGHTS.
LIGHTS AFTER TEA SOON TWINKLING BRIGHT.
COLD CHILLY EVENINGS AND THE HUSTLE WILL HAVE GONE.
FAIRGROUND DISMANTLED SOON NO RIDES TO SIT UPON.
LEAVES FALLING FAST ON THE PAVEMENT AHEAD.
FROM HANGING BASKETS TROUGHS AND ALL THE GARDENS LOOKING DEAD.
I'LL BE WRAPPED UP WARM WITH THE HEATERS ON FULL.
CLOUDS IN THE SKY AND ALL LOOKING DULL.
THE GULLS WILL HANG AROUND ALL UPON THE GROUND.
LOOKING ROUND FOR SCRAPS WHATEVER CAN BE FOUND.
THE OCEAN WAVES ARE ROUGH AS THEY ROLL TO THE SHORE.
THE PLEASURE BOATS MOORED FOR THE AUTUMN ONCE MORE.
THE FISHING BOATS DEPARTING OUT OF SIGHT.
TO GATHER UP THERE CATCH IN THE DARK OF THE NIGHT.
KIDS BACK TO SCHOOL SUMMERS OVER WITH A FROWN.
AS THEY HAVE TO LEAVE THE SEASIDE MY HOME TOWN.
WHEN SEPTEMBER COMES AROUND WINTERS SOON ON IT'S WAY.
BUT I STILL LOVE ALL THE SEASONS IN THERE OWN WONDROUS WAY.
2 comments:
Lovely Rhyme and lovely pictures ~ Ally
that was lovely...
Astra!
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