Changes in Winter

 

Like silent sentinels,
trees line this barren path.
With naked limbs that shiver
in the pale sunlight,
their gray boles wait,
so long and listlessly,
for promised spring.

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Winter holds, in its sights
and sounds, sensations
and some inner thoughts;
and change has its own reasons.

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From summer's sun
came autumn's calling,
with brown leaves falling
in chill winds of December.

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Try to remember, then,
the days of your life -
last year, the one before.
Each one is more
toward completing a transition.