Autumn comes late to Waimairi school.
No happy screams no swimming pool.
Dog-like puddle spit back at me
Like a wet dog that just jumped in the sea.
Fascinating mud clenches to people's shoes.
It looks like you just stepped in doggy-doos.
Squeaky footprints follow you.
Teachers shout “Wait! clean your shoes!”
The silky oak leaves, golden brown,
Lie there just covering the ground.
Bunny-like raincoats bob up and down.
As the raindrops fall all around.
Annoying drips crawl down your face,
Falling with extraordinary pace,
Acting as if they are in a running race,
Or meteors falling from outer space.
Autumn comes late to Waimairi School.
No happy screams, no swimming pool.
But on this field I see a snowflake, frozen blue.
Then, I realised it was a clue
Winter is here.