The last gasp of summer
is swept away with icy rain,
small droplets stinging skin,
growing bolder as the
dark lasts longer.
Hidden breath is revealed
in crisp clouds,
our new evidence of life,
now the fluttering of flowers
and their occupants
are departing.
Shadows linger after dawn,
dark mode activated
for the world.
Welcome to the approaching
winter.
Scribbled Thoughts 