Weather Poems

The north wind’s cold and blustery

    And speaks of ice and snow

And that cold north wind has travelled far,

     Yet still has far to go.

 

The small birds fluff their feathers out

    And shelter from the storm

For this raging wind is a bitter wind

    That turns its back on warm.

 

Wild creatures seek a hideaway;

    And mankind heads for home;

For northerlies chill man and beast

    Who carelessly may roam.    

 

The north wind strides assiduously

    Through woodland, field and sea

And the only gift that it bestows

    Is a bite for you and me.

 

It ignores the plight of man and beast

    And, steadfast in its track,

The north wind is a friendless force

    That never once looks back.

 

 

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