poet Barry Middleton

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

Topic(s) of this poem: seasons, worry

Poem Submitted: Friday, January 19, 2018

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  • dimitrios galanis (1/19/2018 1:54:00 PM)

    The great lesson of the wisdom: to act as been always a child.

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