Winters bestowed with cold air
Breeze touches the waning moon
Fast and soon
The days end
Sun becomes a fiend
Sweater turns to trend
Playgrounds frozen
Little kids yearning to fly
Out of their cave
Craving to eat ice topped delicacies
Cakes of chocolate and cheese
And a gentle breeze
Enough to fill the poet's heart
Comfort lies in the cot
Drizzy bees drink the hot honey
Eat warm berries
And warm their intestines
Fungus arrives with its crew
To destroy dwellings
Fills it in green hue
In cold nights,
The sun bids adieu.
VOCÊ ESTÁ LENDO
December Tale
PoesiaDecember month always enlightens my soul.It adorns my body in glee.All new arrivals.Full of fun and frolic. The month which lightens my heart The month which heavies my wardrobe The month which which decks my house The month which freezes my oil Th...
