I was hoping to write a song but it came out like a poem.
Snowing in October,
is a trick not a treat!
Just a dusting but
too early for me!
This morning I woke up to see
a dusting of snow in the shade,
wet like dew in the sun.
Orange, red, and yellow leaves
still waiting in the trees
to join their friends on the ground.
The cooling summer wind has gone,
Replaced by a cold wind
that bites rather than refreshes.
I pull my fleece tighter,
wonder why I didn't think
to wear a hat.
Snowing in October,
is a trick not a treat!
Just a dusting but
too early for me!
Midwest near a great lake,
The clouds linger,
drop rain, sleet, snow.
The clouds don't have a calendar.
They don't know it's too early
to think about winter.
