Winds begin to blow
Breezes evolve
Leaves falling yellow
As the heat dissolves
Radiators creaking
Cracking to life
Snow starts creeping
Cold cuts like a knife
The low hanging sun,
Lazy in the sky.
Winter has begun,
Summer waving goodbye.
Steaming hot drinks,
Log fires alight.
Daylight shrinks,
Introducing long nights.
This season is mine,
My favourite of four.
One quarter of time,
Winters here once more.