Winter nearer

Trees swaying in the wind
Leaves
blow
down.

Birds flying through the sky
look
for
lorn
.
Winter edges ever nearer.
Frost and fog will soon appear.
Cats sleep cosy by the fire
I clean the mud off my bike tyres.

Trees swaying to and fro
sig
nal
love,
.
Birds flowing on air currents.
You’re my dove