Frost

A chill of leaves
Tree banished and shuddering to their resting place
Dancing squirrels frolic on the new carpet of seasons past
Spring has become the aging shadows that fall across my lawn
Harvest is almost here.
Seasonal delight
Transient waves of sun and glittering diamond  shores
Beckon to my faded recollection
Heated steps hasten towards the lover's curtain
Shade surrounds as cool as the sweet calm of a darling caress
Balm to the cheeks and lips and eyes
Rest for the travel worn
Nights grow cooler
Longer
Gazes linger in the sun
Hibernating hearts find satisfaction in the rest.