First Frost Poem by Barry Middleton
First Frost
something to look forward to
but something to dread
the change of seasons comes
the first frost
the cooler air is welcomed
by the children
I know that winter hides
in the smoke of burning leaves
the children do not worry
the frost is part of life
they know the winter comes
but they are unconcerned
whatever lies ahead
the snow and seasons
the children do not wonder
I try to learn from them
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The great lesson of the wisdom: to act as been always a child.