Holiday weather
Grey and rainy
The northerly wind
Brings a winter chill
All the hilltops are hidden
I notice the hum
Of the wet road
And the Robin
Singing on his gate
Theres a beautiful duet
High on the moor
Where the lovely skylark
Descending gently
Sings her falling song
As the Curlew rises
With his wild call
Away through the mist
And up to clear air above.
#CoSopoetry