We want so much for snow to fall

But through it all, nature predominates

Many signs though of festive proof

even though no snow appears on roof

 

Berries protuberant, and holly too

Ice forming amidst the water blue

of lake or pond and a stream or two

As the signs of winter transpire and ensue

 

Carpets of golden leaves still show

But alas no emergence of sleet or snow

Checking weather apps frantically

To bet odds-on for flakes to see

 

As quickly as comes the morning dew

Glints of misty light shoots through

The dark of days in GMT

Will give way to light in BST

 

But wait is that the sound we hear

Of church bells and carols drawing near

The children getting ultra excited

As Santa and reindeer are reunited 

 

Yes signs of Christmas start to show

But yet again no sign of snow

Who cares we say, no need to cry

But underneath.... we know we lie.

The Urban Poet 2017