There’s a definite change in the air
although he’s there – you don’t see the sun as much
longer nights, shorter days
expect the palette on the trees to change
on the whole – there’s signs that winter is on her way
frosty mornings covering fallen autumn leaves
a mass of crispy leaves amass
under the trees that once held them
to the wildlife its a sign to check the supplies and get
under the covers till the arrival of spring
munching on supplies before drifting off to sleep
night owls staying by their nests
The Inkwell 
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