Here in New England

The frost crackled under my feet,

What a change from summer’s heat.

The leaves are falling from the trees,

Drifting slowly on autumn’s breeze.

Winter’s chill will soon be here,

Bringing snow and Christmas cheer.

Next comes spring and the rain,

Washing away the cold, icy pain.

Summer comes back once again,

Like a favorite, lifelong friend.

Round and round the seasons go,

Here in New England they put on a show.

A Sunny Day

The radiant sun burned through the morning haze,

like a luminous glow signaling summery days.

The shining disc was like a clarion call,

to those who wanted to surf or play volleyball.

Parents relax and bask in the brilliant sun,

while the kids build sandcastles and have fun!

After a snow-filled winter and cold spring,

a sunny day at the beach is the perfect thing!

Summer Rain

Clouds darken the summer sky,

hiding the sun from my eye.

I gather up what I can reach,

hurrying to get off the beach.

I know the rain is almost here,

the thunder sounds all to near.

Up on my feet and off I go,

but I am still much too slow.

The sky opens, the rain pours down.

If I look up, I just might drown.

I race off the beach and to my car,

thankfully, it’s not too far.

Sudden rain ruined my day,

but it is not here to stay.

Another day will soon be here,

the sun will shine, the sky so clear.

On that day, I guarantee,

On the beach is where I’ll be.

The Storm

The storm clouds thickened in the sky,

and raindrops splattered in my eyes. 

The wind shook even giant trees.

This was more than a summer breeze.

The waters rose, cities went dark. 

Hell, I considered building an ark.

Days went by, it finally passed.

Just when I thought I may not last.

I ventured out into the newfound sun.

Now that the drenching rain was done.

Mud and twigs as far as I can see, 

But no damage to my house or me.

Some did not fare as well as I.

Sadly, some even tragically died.

To His power, I’ll give a nod. 

That I survived, I do thank God!

Cold May

Dark clouds gathered in the sky,

Raindrops splashed down in my eye.

A cold wind blows in though it’s May,

Sending us inside for another day.

Why can’t summer be here,

I wish it would last all year.

Some like the changing seasons,

But I don’t like the listed reasons.

Winter sports are not for me,

I do not want to skate or ski.

I prefer the summer sun,

Swimming, tanning or a run.

The cold May clouds finally part,

I guess we’ll take that for a start.

Rain

Rain can make for a dreary day,

The sun is gone, the sky is grey.

Clouds roll in, the land goes dark,

Thunder rumbles, lightning sparks.

The wind blows, the trees shake,

Puddles form just like a lake.

Stay inside, out of the storm,

In front of the fire where it’s warm.

Winter rain is cold as ice,

Not like summer when it’s nice.

In the spring, rain brings life,

In the fall, hurricanes rain strife.

All in all, we need the rain,

Even if it may cause pain.

Though I may prefer a blue sky,

Without rain, the land would die.

Plants would wither, animals would thirst,

And that, my friends, would be the worst.

Rain can make for a dreary day,

We need it, just not every day.