Its Mother Nature Way To Renew Poem by Mai Murphy Venn

The days were extremely warm
After the winter with its storms
Now the leaves are declining to slow down
As we greet the chill season with a frown

The evening twilight glares my space
Trapped my imagination, that my case
But I will overcome it before long
Then I might compose and poem or song

The television programs bore me stiff
While knitting I am inclined to rip
When in my garden my trees I clip
My housework I am prone to skip

So winter, there is no way out for me
I am pondering as I wait and see
Come it will, It always does
Its Mother Nature way to renew