Changing Weather Poem by jim foulk
Changing Weather
Do you barely see,
the sun in the sky,
when you know it's very high.
You stand in the sunshine,
and you wonder why,
on a day like today,
you go inside and stay.
When the snow flakes,
come your way
you wished you could
go outside today.
You wait for warm days,
cold is all you get,
making you have a fit.
Finally spring is here,
flowers are blooming,
love this weather, oh so dear.
wrote 2-7-07
Jim, the grass is always greener, is it not. We spend our days dreaming of of a perfect spring and fail to appreciate the beauty of every change in the weather. Thoughtful, interesting poem. love, Allie xxxxxxxxxx
Yes, to appreciate as though we could see with the eyes of of Child, then we would drink in the seasons and all they have to offer A profound write, full of wisdom, well done Love duncan X
i like this poem don`t no why but i do... nice poem jim...
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12/2/2024 12:55:04 AM # 1.0.0
We are so fortunate to have the four seasons. The changing weather also suits the changing moods of the poetic experience. Lovely write, Jim. Best regards, Sandra