The winds grow cold
Fall's on its way
And one thing I am
Prone to say:
At least Jack Frost
Will have some fun
While painting leaves
'Till Fall is done.
I love the orange
Maple trees
And golden aspen
If you please.
And when Jack Frost
Has done his thing
I start to dream
Of our next spring.
Meanwhile I'll try
To just forget
The snows of winter,
Cold and wet.
One thing nice
About it all
With global warming
It won't last long.
The End
(c) 2005 Henry L. Lefevre
Dear readers: Feel free to copy this poem -- as long as you give me credit.
Global warming great attitude!
Tracey xoox42(c :)
Wait, let me go grab a sweater! Brrr, now that's much better. It's a gorgeous day in CA. Want to come for another visit?
Cynthia
(((HUGS))) and much love, your friend in hot and steamy texas, karen lynn. :)