The shed sits in wait on the cold hard slab.
The pitched roof partly covered by leaves blending into the garden.
The timber door damp weathered and seasoned held screwed by the russet hinges.
Planted pot terracotta red in stark contrast to the ship-lap panels.
Chilly snowflakes
Falling twinkling from the sky.
Icy snow crunching
Under foot strong and firm
Frozen lakes white and blue
inviting me in.
Snowflakes melt away.
The winter thaw starts new life.
Daffodils appear.
Lambs spring into life.
Baby birds twitter away.
Spring is here to stay.
Baby animal born
leaping through fresh green fields
young lambs with their mums.
New flowers blooming
daffodils, daises, tulips,
bursting with colours.
Hibernation ends
foxes,beavers,squirrels,bats
ready for their food.
Sunny holiday.
Sun cream and sunshine-relax.
Summer on the beach.
Hot sand and waves crash.
Fish and chips and ice cream cones.
I find crabs and shells.
Birds bathe inn the sea.
Seabirds hunt fish in the sea.
Calm down at the beach.
The sun reflecting
Ladies wearing sun glasses
Children lick ice cream .
Dogs running crazy
Sun flowers sprinting high up
Blue sky with white clouds.
The old shed stands quiet,
Thinking about the days gone by,
When his doors stood open more often,
And the summer sun blazed in the sky,
Its time then was filled with laughter,
And screams of delight and surprise,
As children played with the treasure,
That the teachers fetched from inside.
But now the lights falling faster,
The winter winds start to bite,
Now the door no longer stands open,
As the seasons snow starts to take flight,
Gone is the laughter of children,
Along with the leaves and the trees,
The shed takes his seasonal slumber,
Awaiting a warm summers breeze.
The icy cold snow
crackles when you walk on it
showing where you go.
The howling cold wind
blowing in the starry night
showing where to go .
The sun warms the cold air
as it rises in the sky
showing you where to go.
Long days grow colder. Old leaves hit the soggy ground. Red,orange leaves crunch.
The leaves on the ground
colours like a rainbow
crumbling beneath my feet.
Animals snuggled up
cold closing in
leaves are a cosy blanket.
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