AN AUTUMN SILENCE
Gone are the chirps of cicada and kin,
Gone are the songs of birds…
Cooler weather has rolled in
And wind-driven rain disturbs.
Silent pitter-patter on our canopied walk,
Foreshadowing a different sound…
Sidewalls await installation
Shielding from sudden snow squalls.
Rain-soaked ground is soil prepared
For a solid winter freeze…
Bugs and turtles soon prepare
The wait until a warm springtime breeze.