Writer Crews

Fall is my teacher. Leaves scatter across the roadway. Fall, "Learn to let go." Winds shift direction. Fall, "Change is swift, exciting." Leafless trees shake off the unnecessary and slow down. Fall, "Pay attention." Colors warm as temperatures drop. Fall, "Beautiful inconsistency." Rain, a daily companion. Wet hem on jeans, a jolt. Raindrops on the window... Fall, "Fresh views."  Hot tea, cinnamon, steaming soup. Fall, "Sunshine is inside." No razor, warm tights, blankets, knit caps, pretty scarves, boots, cushy socks, winter coats, fires... comfort, a creation. Fall, "A lesson in self-care." Yellow, orange, brown, diverse, electric charge, Fall waltzes in, unreserved extrovert, and declares, "Be yourself with abandon!" Fall, my favorite teacher.

When Winter Comes When Winter comes I will open my arms and pull her into my embrace blue lips white hair the twinkle in her eye We will giggle together over warm tea admire each other through the window My frosted friend has been away too long We will catch up on the sled down the hill mingle before the fire When Winter comes I will greet her With Glee We are family ❆ Winter and me