Full Circle (And It Snowed That Night.)

Full Circle

All the ponds are freezing out.

Geese are tracing paths devout.

Leaves are falling to the ground,

It seems we’ve circled all around

Every morning a new sunrise

Follows nights, entreats our eyes.

Nights that are getting longer still,

Throwing frost on window sills.

And it’s getting colder now,

Less light in the day’s allow.

But when I see your eyes, your face,

Then I am warmed as if in grace.

Leaves are falling to the ground,

And we’ve circled all around.

October 2011