The Coming of Winter

Terry Kelleher - 1997

The damp morning air creeps into my bones.
The new day is dawning.
The late rising Sun takes over the night.
The frost begins thawing

September's warm days are a faint memory.
October's bright colors have parted the scene.
November's cool days are visiting me.
Winter will soon be upon us.

These chilly fall mornings the world seems so still.
As the last leaves are falling.
The trees now are bare and the birds have all gone,
and winter is coming.

The moon lights they night through these cold gray clouds.
The snow is now falling.
The still, quiet night takes grip of my soul.
The world is now sleeping.

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