Caws increase to fall
in the approach
Of shorter days.
My weather dial set on stun.
It is amazing how much I feel
Without the sun.
Weary ticking of the clock
It takes longer for you to return
Home now.
The stillness of the day,
Closer and closer to me
A child longing
For summer vacation
To begin again.
Webs of light linger through
My eyes shielded by the clouds.
Opening the search for a sweater-
a simple cardigan.
No more whites,
My sights increase
To fall.
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