Walking Up A Hill

We were walking up a hill one day, waiting for that

amazing month of May, when the flowers would start

to bloom, heading the June, which would be on its way

very soon.

But July is my favourite month – hot and sunny, and having

money to buy ice cream, would that be a scream?

But then summer ends and autumn calls, also known as the

fall, when flowers fade and you no longer have to sit

in the shade.

Finally winter arrives and hopefully snow, but really, I

didn’t want the summer and autumn to go, but they’d

be back next year, and you know what? I’ll be ready

and waiting, with my ice cream money in my hand,

and hopefully there will be a brass band!