A cold morning in early November

sundown's message came too late
for the winter wind to hear

the slanting rays of autumn sun
are bringing winter near

dull grey days returned on zephers
laced up with icy chill

the farmer's fields are fallow now
just beyond the hill

abstract lights from shining skies
are like a visual tune

twilight clouds are seen to march
'cross the early rising moon

November 2, 1975