Temperature ready for snow to fall

 Temperature ready for snow to fall

Crisp around Brady's lake awaiting flakes

Enters me frozen, no return of warmth 

No one to meet across bridges burned

Where butterflies skirt grassy Han banks

Egrets swoop in the sky of my mind

While here brown leaves coat puddles

A heart pulses chilled breath, muffled 

Empty arms with no one to cuddle

All used up one last sunny season ago

Tossed about like dead leaves of winter

Under icy boots, imbedded, encrusted

In frosty gardens of dried flowers

Soon to be recycled

Dec. 7, 2023