A Winter Lament
Posted: Monday, January 18, 2010
by David Pekrul
As I sit among the willows,
And I feel the wind that billows,
I will wrap my scarf around my neck and face,
Still I shiver and I shudder,
When I try to talk, I stutter,
And against the freezing breeze I try to brace.
It was pleasant in September,
But it's freezing in December,
And I long to see the days of April's spring,
For around the bend is summer,
But this winter is a bummer,
And again to scarf and parka I do cling.
How I wish I lived 'Down Under',
Where the worst there is, is thunder,
And the rain is warm and soft upon my head,
In September and December,
Pleasant days I will remember,
No more winter fury will I ever dread.
But up north is where I wander,
Summer days I never squander,
Very soon the cold of winter will return,
When I clutch my scarf and parka,
In those days so short and dark, a
Time when summer is the thing for which I yearn.
David,How true, how true. Although the days are longer, summer goes too fast. I empathize.Thanks for your thoughts on this wintry day.Thanks, Nancy.Every summer I think of all the things I want to get done around the yard, but when it finally arrives, all I want to do is sit on my deck and soak up the sun. Summer is definitely too short!
We do not even have summers any more; it is a bit hot for 2 weeks, usually in June and then rains constantly.Still we yearn for it at the first hint of spring and flock in droves to garden centres to get our ornamental tubs and bedding plants. Summer is a bit like relationships-the thought is always more wonderful than the actuality.Thanks for writing.I know how you feel; same thing here. Last year our hot weather started in August and lasted only a couple weeks. It was pleasant in September and October, the winter hit hard in November. I'd love to live where people didn't know what a snow shovel looked like.
Where are my iris? Enjoyed and identified with this poem. Keep them coming and we all will keep reading them! Marijo
