Paul Fowler Poems
|2.||A Day At The Cricket||6/13/2013|
|6.||Now I Shall Sleep||7/23/2013|
|15.||I Am A Poet||3/4/2014|
|20.||Here Comes The Sun||6/11/2013|
|22.||My Coffee Cup||11/28/2013|
|25.||Along The Beach||6/12/2013|
|27.||On The Allotment||6/21/2013|
Comments about Paul Fowler
Let me stay in this peaceful place,
Where there's never a worry nor care,
Time is of no consequence here.
Given the choice I'd always be there,
The place where I can work hard, or not,
The pace is solely determined by me,
Time to count all the good things I've got,
The attraction here is for all to see,
When days are hard and I want some space,
Let me stay in this peaceful place.
As I stroll through this park I see a wonderful scene,
Red, golden colours in the trees, they're no longer green,
The day can still be filled with bright sunshine,
This picturesque time of year that is autumn time.
I turn the corner and the leaves have all gone,
The day's been replaced by a cold, darker one,
There's sounds in the air of Christmas songs and rhyme,
Something to look forward to now that it's winter time.