did you see the leaves fallthe clutter on the roadsall the shades of brown and yellowthe winter would be long this yearI don't dread the coldnor do I fear the depressing morningsbrooding afternoons are welcomeas are restless eveningsbut there is no spring in offingno promise of summer as far as i can seethe winter would be long this time aroundthe chill is setting in my bonesmy heart has gone all but coldsome times there is a flutter at the corebut thaw is no more in sightthe clots are beginning to formthe hurt oozes out of wounds stilleach passing day is endearingeach morbid thought welcomethe hush after the rushthe summer that lasted a bit too longthe winter promises to last a long time too