Walk
to the end of the street.
Do you see
the rich colors of autumn all round?on the trees?and on the ground?
Brown, red, and gold
Wrap
your jacket twice around your body.
Do you feel
the chilly wind blow against your cheeks?your arms?and your knees?
Sharp, alive and cold
Turn
to see the blowing trees and the leaves
Do you know
that death isn't the end?that it's not over?that time mends?
Green, warm, safe.
