presentiment of white

rainbow colored thoughts

credits for the photo: Vilnis Peimanis & photo.net

they must have come near:
in the morning
stary shapes sit on my windshield
the wind hisses in my ear
when I try to sleep
the leaves are sent in circles
wandering from here to there
since they have lost
their high seats on the branches;
no place to rest but by the fire,
where chestnuts will wait to be roasted,
and marshmallows to be burned.
the day is short, the night is long
there is a chance for us to talk
indoors so we draw ourselves
closer to each other,
to feel our own warmth,
as the winter days
will be here shortly
-dressed in white.