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Fall-Winter Haiku
by
Michelle True
We wait all summer
for heat and humidity
to finally end.
Happy to shed shorts
I pull out my wool blazers
boots and sweaters.
Crisp, fresh fallen leaves
in shades of gold, red and green
crunch under my feet.
Cool, fresh air breezes
through the near-nude oaks and elms,
playing peek-a-boo.
Tall laughing pine trees
taunt the others, knowing they
will not shed their clothes.
Birds who stay year-round
love the huge, hanging feeder
on my balcony.
It's time to prepare
with new gloves, snow pants and
warm, water-proof boots.
Soon snow will blanket
our balcony and be marked
with small bird footprints.
I will hibernate,
enjoying the frozen view
from my warm sofa.
My son will enjoy
hours of sledding pleasure, on
some high, icy hills.
We will enjoy all
of winter's joys while they last,
before spring returns.
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