Winter Sun Poem by Bill Wright

This country can be a miserable place,
The wind blows, and it pours with rain,
Some years it might get very cold,
And we see snow once again.

Folk can all get very stressed,
Life does not feel like fun,
That's why we should all try to get,
A dose of Winter Sun.

There's nothing quite like it,
For getting you going again,
A couple of weeks in Madeira,
Or a trip to the Caribbean.

Sit in the sun, drinking punch,
Wave all your cares away,
Just for a couple of days at least,
Keep all your woes at bay.

But then at last it's time to go,
To leave your sunny Heaven,
And the Captain on the tannoy says,
'At Gatwick it's minus seven'!