My attempt to rhyme

Saturday Poetry

 Amihan is her name
Blowing chilly wind
Into my window pane

Early mornings I awake
Reaching for my blanket
Which I do take

To protect myself 

From her cool breeze 

In order not to freeze

Her cold embrace

remind me of

Yonder days of grace

A period of

Innocent wonders

Which now makes

Me ponder

A life that quickly passed
Leaving me
Mostly aghast

Time has flown by

Oh so fast

I'm amazed

I still last

Yet I'm grateful

I still feel such splendor

So remain humbly thankful