When autumn mist has kissed the trees Folks revel in the coloring of the leaves, With the gold and browns spread around They adore the bright colors that abound. But fall means little at all with it's icy rain At least not to me behind my windowpane, Let them frolic in the leaves if they please, A crackling fire is what gives me ease. Some like winter with snow on the ground, And cheer as it comes gently drifting down But I think winter is a time for meditation, And I have no elation or grand expectation. Winter is just one drawn out boring affair When months of frigid weather fills the air But some die-hards like to go out and play When snowstorms are the order of the day. Living is easy in summer's wondrous show When the perfumed blooms are on the rose, Most prefer this season best they will attest And lounging in the sizzling sun they call rest. Summertime is the season of smothering heat And roasting in it's oven to some is a treat But at the allure of it's lofty grandness I scoff Because everyone looks for a place to cool off. Springtime is the best time after winter goes Before the hot summer and bloom of the rose, When snow has melted off the mountains peak And over white clouds the sun sneaks a peek. The land is so refreshed when spring arrives, There is happiness in the bluing of the skies And the weather is wonderful day and night, Springtime is when all things seem just right. ©Written by: Kenneth J. Ellison 04-26-08 Song title: "C-C The Cat" Return   Poetry By Ken   Guestbook   Email Ken To send this page to someone