Jack Frost
Jack paid a visit to my home
And left his mark behind.
No rime on the lawn this time,
Dead or dying plants remain,
Proof of his passing.
Poinsettias that were in bloom,
Hibiscus sheltered by a wall,
A lovely Frangipani tree,
Withered and brown, foul to see.
Sadness is all.
Photo: Author
©DGA
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07/07/2010 at 4:34 am
Hospital 06h00 for check up *yawn*. Feel sorry for my son – he has to fetch me all the way from Germiston and take me! Thank you, Mark!
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07/07/2010 at 6:08 am
That bloody Jack, he came by my way too! Good luck at the hospital.
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07/07/2010 at 8:07 am
Selfish sod, just when everything was looking so nice!
Thanks, back again in 4 weeks’ time.
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07/07/2010 at 11:45 am
eep! darn jack….hard for me to think about frost as its been over 100 the last couple days…when we used to live in FL though we had to watch and cover the citrus trees…
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07/07/2010 at 12:12 pm
Hard for us to imagine your summer, too.
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07/07/2010 at 12:02 pm
Your lovely poem is so apt for me today.
My feet are still frozen!!!
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07/07/2010 at 12:11 pm
Thanks, Gran. For some reason I had to reapprove you – maybe ‘cos it’s been some time since you visited. 🙂
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07/07/2010 at 5:58 pm
thanks, makes me able to face the devastation in my garden
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08/07/2010 at 6:17 am
Oh, isn’t it such a shame!
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23/07/2010 at 4:45 pm
Nicely put.
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24/07/2010 at 7:15 am
Thanks Shane. 🙂
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