Autumns term has withered away,
The days grow old in a simple way.
The coloured leaves decay each day
with winters cold arrest.
Summers cheer and play now gone,
The positive past won't keep on.
The sun won't shine as it has shone
with winters cold arrest.
Spring won't be till winter's passed,
A pleasant dream if it could last.
It's fresh existence passing fast
with winters cold arrest.
The dreary breath of winters life,
The piercing rain and howling strife.
The vicious wind like a murderous knife
IS Winters Cold Arrest.
KAMU SEDANG MEMBACA
Winters Cold Arrest
PuisiThis poem of mine was written 30 years ago. I recently found it amongst a number of keepsake words I have in a box in the study. I had recently moved to North Queensland where the weather is balmy most of the year. I guess this was my thoughts ab...
