A watery sun in a sullen sky
grey mists swirl and drift on by
Small birds huddle against the cold
As old man winter takes his hold
Soon Jack Frost will paint window panes
Hoar frosts will glitter along the lanes
Sleep now till the sun regains his powers
Sleep now till Spring brings back the flowers.
Long winter evenings all frosty and bright
with stars gleaming in the the dark of the night
Clear crystal skys and crisp cold air
Trees like skeletons all sad and bare.
Church bells ring out to bring in the morn
clear sunrises herald the dawn
Sure as day will follow the night
All will awaken all fresh and bright.
A new year begins as the old fades away
Spingtime will come in with a bright new day
JKS Dec 2011
Mail online pic
Little boys in puddles jumping...........
Through the woods and fields go thumping............
Noise and chaos follow them.............
Kick up stones and chase the hen..............
Through the yard and to the hay........
Climb the stack and jump and play............
Litte boys are wild and tough.............
We find their play a little rough............
They soon grow up with other toys......
But even big boys make a noise.............
Trade toy cars for motor bikes.............
Not for them the quiet hikes......
Small boys, big boys much the same...........
Not sure if they are ever tame.
JKS 2012
(The pictures were found on the web)
The followings are drawings I have just done. I am not really happy with them but will put them out anyway
This was the first effort
By putting them here I can see what I did wrong.
I am not sure I can make corrections now it's coloured.........I used coloured pencils.
I am linking with Paint Party Friday........
