November ~ the Mighty Closing In

The beech lights bright the dulling day
where spacious sun flirted and fanned its rays
across cold morning dews a short few hours past.
This year I see myself through a multi petalled portal
as I count the moments toward winter’s solstice
when, they say, the light returns…
and then my little monkey mind spins thoughts
of dark, dank January and February …..
yada yada yada…..
If I were a were a scholarly Owl
it wouldn’t ruffle my proud posh feathers one little bit…..
yada yada yada……