ON A WINTERS DAY
WHEN THE SKY IS GREY
AND THE TREES ARE TETHERED
YOUR SKIN IS ROUGH
AND LOOKS ALL WEATHERED
YOU'RE JOINTS ALL ACHE
AND YOU'RE FEELING OLD
THE SLIGHTEST BREEZE
AND YOU CATCH A COLD
YOU'RE HANDS AND EARS ARE FREEZING COLD
YOUR LIPS ARE FULL OF CRACKS
YOU PUT YOUR BIG THICK CLOTHING ON
AND THEN YOUR GLOVES AND HATS
WINTER WILL SOON BE OVER
AND WARMER TIMES WILL COME
YOU CAN WALK ABOUT IN T SHIRTS THEN
AND BATHE OUT IN THE SUN
SO WHEN THE SKY IS GREY AGAIN
DON'T THINK OF WEATHERS BAD
GET OUTSIDE IN THE FRESH AIR
AND YOU'LL FEEL REALLY GLAD
Written by David Boyce
6 January 2006
DavidBoyce©2006
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem