Winter Follows Fall

Written 9/2010

Wet drops fall from the sky

Landing on branches, and hitting

Sideways on the glass window upstairs.

I can hear the drip drip of the water

Falling from the gutters, leaves

Rustling in the yard, in the wind.

What will happen once the leaves

Have all fallen, the ground covered

In maroons and golds of fall.

Fallen branches and white specks

Falling from the cold air, the start

Of a new season, the start of winter coats

And heavy boots, the start of Winter.