Poetry - my silent dreams

Falling Into Winter

The temperature is falling
The birdies head off south
It's fall

Green
Red
Yellow

The scenery is changing
It is slowly going to sleep
Silence

Mud
Wind
Water

All is being washed away
No evidence remains
Changes

Coat
Hat
Scarf

The surroundings are cooling down
Preparing for what comes next
Winter

by Liz Vefall


Written 8th October 2006

 
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