Winter Must Be Around The Corner
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The tall trees are sad, pale and nude;
And the leaves are dry. There is no more food
On the branches for the birds. Some hungry squirrels
Are inspecting the abandoned barrels,
For left-over crackers, or hard-shelled mixed nuts.
Several wandering raccoons sneaked in the huts;
They destroyed and ate away the antique chairs,
And the sofa beds that the peasants left for the bears
To enjoy during their three-month sojourn in the city.
Winter must be around the corner; it is a pity
That all sitting and standing waters are now frozen and solid.
From afar, we can hear the wind whistling like a fresh kid.
Winter is not too far, and yet we’re praying for the return
Of spring, as the world incessantly continues to wobble and turn.
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