Winter

Will I be too harsh?
Will I be too cold?
My future is uncertain
Yes very uncertain
Will some plants
Survive my coming?
As in the past
Will some trees shade
Their leaves?
Will I fall in December
Or January
Why not February
Will autumn come after me
Will I come after spring
Or come as usual
In between the two
My future is uncertain.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2016

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