By Sufi Irwan (Y7)
Chilly air,
Bleak and unfair.
Grey skies,
Meek tries,
Even the weatherman doesn’t know,
If there will be rain or snow.
Soggy socks,
Wet drowned crops.
Tired groans,
Creaking bones,
Even the laundrymaid doesn’t know,
Whether the day will be good or no.
Mood is down,
Grass is drowned.
Cold feet,
Missed heat,
Even the lawyers don’t know,
If the cold is friend or foe.
Short days,
Blurred haze.
Sick bugs,
Broken mugs,
Even Trump doesn’t know,
If immigrants will bring him dough.