The season starts to change its sunshine rays
I hope that summer love still warms the air
As lonely hearts can break on winter days
so wrap your lovely ones with tender care
Jack Frost is soon; to open up his door
he’ll fill the air and freeze up all beneath
and try to scratch you with his icy claw;
or come and bite you with his chilly teeth.
So keep an eye out for the helpless ones;
ones are folk of frail within their home
Folk who may have baked you hot cross buns
Whom live and dwell in houses all alone
The skies are dulling out our summer night
darkness looms a seasonal change of light.
Michael, another sonnet? You are on fire with these, and so well done! I really liked the message you conveyed also. We have to look out for our elderly and frail, winter can be the cruelest of months.