What a blustery morning!
I hear it's sound,
As I awake and start yawning.
Looking through my window,
It's so bleak out there,
I'll pour myself a coffee,
And pull up a chair.
I'm staying put today,
I have my poetry,
And that's enough for me anyway.
Jayne Louise Davies
sometimes thats all you need, A bad day for a good poem! , Great!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I love walking in a windy autumn day with leaves blowing the wind in swirls.