Gazing through the window on a cold November day
Trees almost barren as the colors of autumn ,
Splashes of red, orange and yellow quickly fade away
Squirrels scurrying - Stocking food for the winter ahead
Birds at the feeders enjoying the suet and seeds
Chipmunks fill their cheeks with seed that have spilled,
A light breeze chills the air as fallen leaves
Blow across the empty landscape in little whirlwinds
Haplessly being deposited where the wind sets them to rest,
All the inhabitants of this place seem to be on a quest
As to prepare themselves for the barren months ahead,
For a time of gray clouds and short days is coming
Soon the snow will fall and blanket the ground;
A time for the earth to rest - A time to reflect back
And seek an inner peace bringing calm into my spirit.

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