Sun Shine

The sun shines on the glazed glass
Dim reminders of the past;
Autumn blooms in November;
Leaves golden brown strike ember.

Trees with skeletal remains
Standing, outside windowpanes;
Seasons of God's creation,
From biblical translation.

Breeze blows so fantasy grows;
Temperatures in sub zeroes;
Children's hearts forever grow
Fondly, playing in the snow.



Elderly health in limbo
From, arthritic painful woe;
Now they cuddle and they run
From, the dimness of the sun.

Uprooted and adapting;
Skins no more in sun baking;
Finds new home in four seasons;
Mauby can dissed for bourbon.

Fresh newcomer from tropics;
In frosty winter's frolics;
Walks the pet dog hand in hand
Now, in winter wonderland.



© Paterika Hengreaves
July 2, 2012