Old lady
Winter like a feeble old lady
In leaned and stooped body
Pattering forward to get ready
With her wrinkled skin shoddy.
Faded discolour of her face
Crawling on earth’s surface.
Wrapped in a white wrapper
Of fog’s icy smoky vapour.
Just feeding all tasty food
Like orange, cake, pastry good,
Tomatoes, brocoli, cabbage, carrot,
Capsicum, beetroot, raddish hot.
Filll up baskets, garnish bowls
We satiate to content spinach rolls.