The whispering of leaves

The whispering of leaves:

Autumn begins its

‘come all ye’ song,

gentle as wool,

sheep’s clothing

for the wolf

of howling Winter.

The discarded confetti

of surrendering trees

decorates the path

for white wedding snow,

icy jewels

and the intercourse

of cold.

These are the nether days

when wardrobes

are opened

and summer dresses

entombed in hibernation.