The leaves are all falling

and Winter is a calling

Sweaters we’re now wearing

and there’s cocoa for sharing…

Also, sleepy and weepy

due to the air pressure shift

Requiring more power naps

and triple latte’s for a lift…

So as the winds change,

And the trees all fall asleep

Take care of yourselves

and don’t chew gum off the street!

Ok, don’t blame me for that last line… my coffee got cold, and I didn’t realize it until after taking a drink. I only paused from writing this for a second, I swear it!

Sometimes, I feel more like a dog than a person… Squirrel!!!

Oh well, that’s how poetry is for me, at times. I catch a thread of something and start writing it down, only to find that I’ve lost my train of thought somewhere in the middle. Yeesh! How do you guys and gals all do it? Day after day, you bring it with such creativeness and fervor… well, my hat’s off to you! I think that I shall leave the poetry to the poets and stick to what I do best, which is really just writing whatever the storms bring on the winds…