Face exposed
to the raw wind
under a heavy sky
smudged with coming rain
I picture
summer creatures
curled
in beds of leaves
under the weight
of early snow
sleeping
their winter sleep
Not to far away
I hear the geese
gathering
to make
their journey
southward
I remain
back to the wind
with the winter creatures
braced
for the season
ahead
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