Saturday, June 2, 2018

'Til the End of Day--By Linda Hurdwell--England

'Til the End of Day

Let's tidy up the clouds, fold them all away
Hide in nature's drawers 'til the end of day
And help the wind to ease its limbs gently float on by
Then iron wrinkled creases in the big blue sky.
Let's call to the summer sun explain we want to play
Shine the cheerful yellow face, 'til the end of day.

Winters' cold, Winters' bleak and Winter lasts too long
Come on shy summer, come back where you belong
The rain and snow must go to bed, away from our sight
Let the warmth smile at us with heat so very bright.
Distant fog and freezing sleet will quickly pass away
As, swiftly nervous sun creeps in, 'til the end of day.

Linda Hurdwell is a retired lady who lives in Ascot, Berkshire, England.


  1. Linda, I guess I'm a little odd. I'd rather brave the winter weather here in ?New ?York than suffer through Summer's heat. Of course Spring and Fall are my favorite seasons. Great job.
    Yours truly,
    David Fox

  2. Dear Linda,

    I love the way you describe Winter have to step aside for the Summer Sun. Especially ironing a clear blue sky to allow the sun to come out.
    Thanks for sharing.

    Best wishes,

  3. Hi Linda. Thank you for sharing "Til End of Day" with us. I enjoyed it and definitely agree that the winter season is way too long....Continued blessings!


  4. Nice work, thank you for sharing it with us.

  5. I love the idea of folding clouds like sheets and putting them in the drawer! Great images! Summer is almost upon us!

  6. What a lovely and creative poem this is, Linda! Looks like our Maltese clouds have already been ironed and put away in drawers! Best regards // paul