Paul Fowler

Rookie - 49 Points (28 August 1965)

Seasons

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The day's been replaced by a cold, darker one,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.

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