Kaleidoscope

Grey, grey every day

Oh when will spring begin?

It’s May it should be here

Yet winter’s clinging on I fear

I yearn for sun and the fun

That come with brighter yellow days

In all their many glorious ways!

I can’t garden in the cold

For I am getting far too old

My eyes cloud up and tears appear

I don’t enjoy, there’s no pleasure, Oh dear

I pray the sky, it will turn blue

Then I can do all I need to do!

There’s digging to be done

Seeds need sowing

The grass needs mowing

The hedge need trimming

The greenhouse cleaning

And, when signs of frost are gone

I’ve bedding plants that need to be done

Reds and purple, yellows and blues

Beyond the carpet of lush green

I want the world to view the scene!

When it’s golden warm, I feel better

And my own grey clouds they disappear

Lighter, brighter is how I feel

No longer am I down at heel

I strip my Tee as I feel hot

Soothing rays that I had forgot

Bronze my body, though not a lot

One must be careful, not too much!

Colours changing all around

Blossom of Pink and some of white

Give passers by a wonderful sight

The trees grow greener day by day

Their trunks are coloured in muted brown

To help show off their emerald crown

Whilst far below in the ruddy soil

Nature’s creatures join the ball

There’s much to be done before the fall

Each has a colour that is unique

Many end up in the Blackbirds beak!

I could go on but what a chore

I would not wish to be a bore

If it’s a kaleidoscope you want to see

Come, spend an hour in the garden with me!

Vince Hall