Grey Skies Crying
The scarecrows stand dejected,
as Day shrinks, and Night pervades.
And Autumn inks colored leaves
before Winter's cold invades.
Trees blush scarlet and crimson,
responding to Jack Frost's kiss.
And, exhaled breaths of air, morph
into fog; breezes dismiss.
Rutting sets the bucks on edge,
rivals clashing head-to-head.
While a pungent odor lures,
compliant does; to be bred.
And the ground crackles, treading
on newly dead and dying.
And bare, skeletal branches,
reach up to grey skies crying.
Raindrops freeze into snowflakes,
forming frozen puffs of cloud.
And Autumn's stripped of color;
wrapped in Winter's snow white shroud.
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