The sky’s dark velvet
Opened up
Like an old
Pillow

Gentle snowflakes
Escaped

White and
Delicate
Like rose petals

They fell to the
Cold ground –
Roads
Parks
And football
Fields

Covering them
With intricate
Lace

A promise made
A long time ago
Between earth and
Sky

The eternal circle
Continues

As fall writes
Its farewell message
In the silver script of
Frost on
Trees

November
Whispers a quiet
Welcome to
Winter