Oh what a day, what a day
By Lesly Mata
Oh what a day
The whistling of the wind
The soft breeze that flows through my hair
Oh what a day, what a day
Leaves dancing, birds singing
Sun rising with nothing but happiness
Jumping in piles after piles drowning myself in leaves
Oh what a day, what a day
Fireplace Burning, Blankets that wraps me in warmth
Goosebumps that shiver my hairs to a standing ovation
Only hearing the chattering of my teeth
Months of playing with leaves and singing birds
It starts to fade away slowing nature course
The soft breeze is no more only blowing his anger towards the world
Leaves disappear with no goodbyes only leaving branches and twigs
Then a smile comes on my face seeing little droplets of white rain
Hearing a scream within my ears “its snow “
Oh what a day, what a day
(2014)
