When cottonwood fibers windsurf on the breeze
And smoldering August night curtains close
Scarlet-yellow scars brush maple leaves
Butterflies couple, geese migrate in rows.
Wolf packs howl at the blood moon overhead
Grey squirrels gather and bury their nuts
Black bears grow fat, sleep in winter cave beds
Humans polish shotguns to hunt pheasants.
September rainfall and October chill
Make way for snowdrifts throughout November
Autumn harvest past Thanksgiving feasts fill
Bellies till Yuletide’s frozen December.
Bodies visit ’round hearths awaiting spring
When daffodils blossom and starlings sing.
