To be certain of

Something's in the air tonight - shining faces all a bright? A toasty place and firelight? What can one say about the aire, of which I breathe with seemed uncare? It flows within, I glean delight, - and keep these thoughts so close tonight. Something is here - forever and always.

December in October

Winds and waves of frosted rain,
Tumble blow and wisp away,
Catch on forest boughs below,
And think of how they flew that day.

Clouds upon their lofty nigh,
Flow their way through azure sky,
Blanketing the ground below,
Watching tendriled wisps they throw.

Chill surrounds this breezy day,
Pulling on the autumn leaves,
Walks in step with marching time,
That which summer lover grieves.

Creatures walking to and fro,
Eyes they speak to ones who know,
Standing under weather sky,
Waiting there for their reply.

Singing winds and hopeful breeze,
Day of heaven in my sight,
Up there she stands awaiting,
Her warmth is in my heart tonight.