The View Outside My Window Poem by David Harris
The View Outside My Window
The view outside my window
Never stays the same
The picture is always changing
From dawn to dusk
And as each season come to call
Winter, spring, summer and fall
Winter with its blanket of white
That covers every living thing
Icicles sparkle like jewels under a cold days sun
Spring sees a sea of green
And with it new life begins to stir
From every living thing
Summer captivates with colours
The flying things are back
Flitting from flower to flower like a fickle lover
Then the autumn comes to call
Colours fade and die to dusky brown
The harvest begins in earnest
Bountiful food supply snapped up by hungry mouths
Before the chills of winter
Again begin to call.
30-31 March 2007
Seasons turn with each a brand new view, watched and admired by you... I love this poem... David..10 for this one..
Thank you for capturing the beauty of the change I would get bored looking out the window seeing the same thing day after day Well done!
Brilliant display of colour and autumnal feast for the eyes, wonderful writing again David Love duncan X
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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Beautiful of nature and and all its wonder and glory~~~~~~~~~shows us that 'Change' can and is good, in more ways then one.........marci. :) xo (ps>>>if you have any powers, could you make it a wee bit warmer here and some sun and no rain would be great~~~thanks....heehee)