I’m sad, yet glad when summer wanes
and darkness once again regains

I can recall soft summer nights
relive again those rare delights.
So easily.

I do enjoy the twilights fall
the time that I love best of all.
Which is for me

the time when I can meditate.
On winter and anticipate
quite eagerly

The austere scenes which winter brings
To show to me in black and white.


by ivor .e hogg

Comments (1)

I liked this one, Ivor, because it highlights the beautiful austerity of winter. The poem flows nicely and there is a gentleness in it. All in all an enjoyable read. Love, Fran xx