Now The Winter Is Grey And Cold (Free Verse Sonnet) Poem by Gert Strydom

(after George Weideman)

Now the winter is grey and cold
the birds are away to another summer,
days are dull and blunt almost ages-old
with you at my side I am privileged.
When you come in like a spring-flower
do carry the smile of the sun along
and so you do turn days and seasons around,
there is no season that does bother you.
You bubble out with all of your words,
are surprised when something does come to mind,
your jersey is yellow and white checked,
you are as cheerful as the falling snow,
while flames do crackle in the fireplace,
I am drawn softly into your arms.

[Reference:"En nou het alles winter geword" (And now everything has become winter)by George Weideman.Poet's note:In the Southern hemisphere of the earth the seasons are the opposite of those in the northern hemisphere.]

© Gert Strydom