Nature: Winter

Winter must be out of style Labor Day has been gone awhile. Long, long after vernal's light, Boldly wearing flakes of white. So too the moon should change it glow To that which disavows the snow. A tone of ivory or cream Would do for winter months to gleam. As well, the white owl, fox and bear Could do with something else to wear. Or they should wait until the Spring When donning white is in again. But this is not as nature deems. Then we are in the wrong it seems. To change our hues as months roll round. And not match what is on the ground.

Nature: Pruning

I'm thoroughly exhausted,
From head to knees to toes.
Dirt has found its way into
My eyes and mouth and nose.
My hands are red and caloused.
My arms and back still ache.
Leave and twigs adorm my head,
But Oh! The yard looks great!