What it’s like living in a ‘temperate’ climate:
January start not good for the heart.
Its endless grey takes my breath away.
February is worse with its dreadful curse
Of feeling it should be spring
But instead: Nothing. Nothing. Nothing
What about ‘Valentine’?
I hear you whine?
One ok day. Then back to grey.
Oh dear then there’s March another month of bleak
Week after wretched week.
April doesn’t fare much better
Oh yeah and the weather is wetter.
Hurray it’s May …at last Summer
No wait .. more rain … bummer
Oh June please bring in the sun
I’m dying for beachtime fun
Wait wait July is dry… ish
Summer living a distant wish.
August a surprise
With its beautiful blue skies
September I can breathe with yearning
The leaves are finally turning.
October.I begin to dream
And look forward to Halloween.
November you bring frost and sometimes snow
I love sitting beside the fire’s glow.
December darkness is dotted with lights
Oh how I love the Christmas sights.
I adore the smells, the cold the glimmer
In Winter time I really shimmer.
But wait oh wait it’s really scary
Already back to January.