Snow in the city, Mostly messy; but for a moment – glorious.
Gray day – dull, muted. Brown lifeless leaves, scattering. Earth ready to sleep.
From towering limbs They drop, gently floating down – Coloring the sky.
Black bodies pulsing, Pecking; An ominous sign? A murder most fowl?
Hello! Do you see? No yet, oh no, but soon – ho! Cold, dark, mean winter!
Enveloped by green. Golden light, birdsong, warm breeze. Quiet contentment.
Burst of flame, pleading A lifeless gray sky, asking To let in some light.
Look! I’ll be gone soon… Back to where I came, to sleep – Until I return.
GOLD Scurry draws the gaze – The Sun’s favorite among trees, Crowned in golden light.
LEAF PEEPERS Audible gasp, “Oh!” Vibrant colors! Reds! Orange! Joy before the cold.