SUMMER , SPRING WHEAR DID YOU GO?
Dear summer and spring wear did you go? Why did you have to go?Was it something I said or forget to say?
Did I forget your birthdays .....again?
Come to think of it , your kinder shy on telling as I recall , both so shy
For sure I must have asked you some time
How I miss your coulers , blues , purples , moves , yellows
Oranges , more coulers than I have room to say them all
How I remember the comfort of springs cuddles
Sumers hot days and nights , throwing off my bedding , feeling I were
suffocating , slipping , sliding off the bottom sheet as I perspired in rivets
Me now thinking is of auterm , winter, your ways of showing me
The alternative to your gorges selfs, when I complained of how
Hot it was , cant sleep
Hot it was , right I'm justly chastised , now come back you lovelies
Give me warmth , give me your cuddles , dress in your finearey if only you
Could right now in an instant , in a wink of my eye , you would be
Back with me.
Dame goner have to put on more jumpers , wrap a scaff around my neck
Wear the dame is my sheep skin gloves , BRRRRRRRRR!!!!
Ken D Williams ( THE DYSLEXIC POET )
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Poetry by ken d williams
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Written on 2007-11-01 at 18:38
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