the sweet Sakura ,

which laced the cold wet cobbles,

made a soft spring carpet,

The laughing children,

hunting painted Easter eggs,

that I painted myself,

the beach ,which was calm,

had children playing in the sea,

and ice cream on the sand,

lonely acorn cups,

rashes of smoked bacon,

in the bitter autumn air,

MMM pumpkin pasties,

MMM sticky toffee apples,

with halloween treats,

advent calendars,

on a crisp winter morning,

as carols are sung,

pork pies on a plate,

the taste of a Christmas roast,

New Years fireworks shine.