Day 121: The First Snowfall

"Dew droplets covering the dry grass,
the birds fly away together as the
wind shakes glistening snowflakes
from the tree branches where bright
red leaves were once adorned.
I remember the times when I would
so energetically run outside,
creating misshapen snow angels
in every space of my yard.
Now I sit by the fire, peering through
the window and writing words that
could never explain why I so long
to be out there where the wind blows
and the snow begins to fall."