Sun slumbering into snow dogs,
Pin oaks guarding their leaves,
Fading attachments to their caregiver,
Eyes of moon,
Skin of ash,
Clinging to comfort with
Their refuge in bitter wind.
Leaves take to faith
Though ripped from the branches
And swept away for flight
To earthen mulch.
And beds for worms.
©2018 Barbara Harris Leonhard @extraordinarysunshineweaver.blog
Images of Sun Dogs and Autumn Leaves: ©Dierik Leonhard