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Sandy Wilson

Winter has now ended and Spring has sprung! I hope you enjoy my latest poem.

I am winter
bringer of darkness
and death
Like Bonaparte
I have laid waste
to your lands
Chilled you to
your very souls

You, Spring
bringer of light
and life
Foolishly
you thought I had left
Retreated in defeat
from this never ending
battle of the seasons

You, Spring
began to celebrate
Rolled out floral carpets
to colour the land
Began to unfurl leaves
banners to joyfully wave
Birds sang songs
Of victory

I, Winter
have returned
To drain your world
of all colour
Smother your lands
with pale snow
and silence the birds
This is my Waterloo

Meet The Author...
Sandy Wilson
Who Am I?

Who am I: I’m 65 years old. My life has been a journey of experiences, mostly of normality but also of sad, sometimes heartbreaking periods, funny moments, moments of hilarity.

A while ago, I started contributing stories to my daughter’s blog, stories about my, and her childhood. The stories were quite well received, a response that encouraged me to create my very own blog, and the subject matter of my writing has gradually expanded, become more diverse. Most of my working life I was a designer, so, while not well schooled in English (or to be truthful, I didn't pay attention at school) I do enjoy the craft of writing, selecting words, the construction and architecture of stories.

I hope my blog will be a lasting legacy to my grandchildren, stories that they may read long after I have shuffled off the mortal coil. But for now, much to my surprise, in the words of Elton John's song "I'm still standing after all this time.”

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