It is cold,
And the rain trickles down the panes,
Whispering of winter still to come,
And I resist acknowledging the inevitable,
As if my denial of consent,
Will keep the seasonal clock
Right where it is.
Tag: autumn
On an Evening Canvas
The night encroaches,
The sun is taking its leave earlier,
And earlier,
The night light gems
That decorate the evening canvas
Come into sight,
And I see you again,
I am reminded,
You are still there,
Always.
Bundle
11/1/2018
Autumn gently sweeps in,
With beauty and
The chill,
And so in awe
We bundle
And huddle close,
Reminded
To love,
For winter
Is about to set in
She of Letters 