North wind whispers
in the spruce,
“Winter follows in
my wake.”
Sleepy birch nod in
agreement
And cast their treasured gold adrift.
In September light
they stand,
Watching over
steaming lake.
Filligree’d with
shaded frost,
And glistening where the sunbeam strikes.
With each and every
zephyr’s sweeping,
The signs of summer
glide away.
Soon denuded arms
are reaching
To pull the shade of winter’s white.Time for the SHAMELESS PLUG: As I've noted on the blog previously, I've been working on a second e-book volume in the Of Moose and Men series. IT IS FINALLY DONE AND AVAILABLE for download from Amazon for the Kindle. (If you don't have a Kindle, you can still read it, and other Kindle books, by downloading the free Kindle app.) If you would like to go to Amazon and check it out, click HERE FOR THE LINK. As always, I'd love to hear your comments and reviews. Thanks for your time.
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