The time’s a changin’, and soft light fades
Jack Frost is here, his cold touch invades
But do not you fear
There’s much to cheer
Long walks, hot drinks and noisy charades!
Poem written is response to the Hour Falling Back!
The time’s a changin’, and soft light fades
Jack Frost is here, his cold touch invades
But do not you fear
There’s much to cheer
Long walks, hot drinks and noisy charades!
Poem written is response to the Hour Falling Back!
I have my coffee, and a sweet cake
At a crowded table, inside the gate
With friends telling tales
And some biting nails
It’s a great moment, and not one to break
It’s lovely to see, and always a thrill
Viewed from high, the heart it does fill
Sweeping ‘round the bay
Taking my breath away
Hugging waters so blue, and mirror still
Walking on sunshine, the only thing to do
The sky is clear, and it’s great being with you
Let’s have fun in the sun
There’s no need to run
On the warm beach, neath a canvas so blue
Sandymount Strand, Dublin
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They pass on high, without a sound
Day and night, by wind they’re bound
Whether black or white
Such nebulous delight
They make images, that do astound
The equinox is over, and the nights close in
Bright colours excite, as the air grows thin
Leaves struggle but fall
To nature’s last call
Wrap up well, another autumn does begin