Preparing For Winter
The meadow is a ghostly quiet in late fall
Chirping birds flitting about have gone south
Queen Anne’s Lace and Phloxes are folding
Smaller creatures seek refuge in their burrow
While a cloudy sky offers not a hint of shine
I am preparing for winter, too, thoroughly
Even when I am too chilly, my brain scolding
With hints of streamy breath from my mouth
I, like the critters, prepare for winter’s call.
written November 4, 2021
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