I thought of this while I was out walking. Here in Inverness, it was frosty and foggy this morning, but as the sun got higher and the mist cleared, I heard the frost melt on a couple of tall trees I walked by (I took the path round them to avoid being rained on). I hope that you will enjoy this small piece.
Grey, grey the sky looks
November mist has descended upon us
Light grey, light grey you see
The sun is beginning to shine later
White, white your eyes see
Another nightly visit of Jack Frost
Bluer, bluer the sky clears
The sun prevails over the mist
Crush, crush of your feet
Where you step onto white
Slip, slip of your feet
Where you step onto non-white
Shine, shine of the sun
Shining up above you
Shine, shine of the sun
Shining off the road before you
Shine, shine of the sun
Shining into your eyes
Redder, redder the sky becomes
Approaching Shepherds' Delight of the day
Redder, redder the sky glows
Another ending of growing shorter days
Darker, darker the sky grows
Chance to see the stars watching from above
Pat, pat I hear while walking
Thus comes my inspiration I present here
Pat, pat your ears can hear
You look for the non-existent rain
Pat, pat you listen hard
Your eyes scan the clear blue above
Pat, pat you hear to see
You see the trees' drops follow Newton's laws
Pat, pat you smile at Nature's sight
You listen to the trees' Sunshine Rain
I hope that you've enjoyed this piece. Happy St. Andrews' Day on Wednesday.
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