Autumn perches
on the thin edge of Winter
a breeze will blow it
into the eternal freeze.

The burning bush
is aflame, threatening
to consume itself
for a final time.

The earthworm
peers at the ashen sky
knowing this day
brings the world to an end.

A squirrel drags
a final nut into hiding
his coat full
a long night impending.

Earth yields
her last warmth
as Summer is buried
beneath a white blanket.