The sky becomes darker with each passing minute.
But I want to stay here, I need to be in it.
The crunch of the leaves beneath my feet.
The chill on my nose makes me complete.
We have apple cider, doughnuts and popcorn.
Popsicles, ice cream and cold drinks forlorn.
The thermometer with its changes subtle.
Creates ice designs atop each little puddle.
Mittens, gloves, hats, scarves and boots.
Have become the dress of the day.
Snow and hail, sleet and cold begs us keep them
Until the sun & the warmth says “put them away”.
The sky becomes darker with each passing minute.
But I want to stay here, I need to be in it.
About the Creator
Barbara Gode Wiles
Barb is a young widow, having lost her husband and best friend at the age of 55. She is now devoted to her two daughters and her two beautiful granddaughters. Her dog is a constant companion.
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