Monthly Archives: November 2018

Remember walking Descending the steep mountain path Foot pricked, noticed flowers

Definitely me The vague shadow on the wall Strange identity

The vending machines Any soft drink cold or hot Look up to decide

First snows of the season The reports started coming in Shivering to read

Susurrus of trees Losing leaves, getting lower Winter is coming

Sign of the winter Streets trees bare leaves are rolling Birds chirping for me

Old man but novice In late tech advancement Can’t run to follow

Dreamy afternoon Shaver’s sound close to the ear Almost dozing off

With trees mountains change In colors to brown and red Many times I’ve seen  

Shivering from cold Still see flowers blooming out there Whence immigrated?