October Muse

Bare autumn branches
Chilled blue-slate skies
City geese lingering
Readying to fly

Air sharply bracing
River running slow
Evergreens stand silent
Cold north winds blow

Golden leaves rustle
Fires burning low
Black fields abandoned
Pumpkins all aglow

Prairie grasses silver
Gilded fast by frost
Summer days departed
Loved yet never lost

Were it not for seasons
I might never know
While the earth a’slumbers
Miracles can grow

Greenest days may disappear
As birds upon swift wing
Wintry winds may howl and roar
But summer always sings

© 2013 S. Michaels
Green Light Diary

Canada Geese photo, st.gdefon.com