Holding Pattern

I’ve pushed my jackets 

and sweaters back to the far 

corner of my closet,

again.  They had a brief 

airing, a few days of wearing 

before sunny summer

woke from but a brief nap.

We all long for that cozy-time,

snuggle under hoodies

and drink hot cocoa nights;  

our pumpkin lattes and pumpkin 

scones just don’t taste 

the same when it is ninety 

degrees or more outside.

October is rolling in confused,

the leaves turning to a hesitant 

yellow but still clinging to trees

as we all wait in this holding 

pattern of autumn expectancy,

hoping for the coolness

of days falling slowly

to a deep winter necessary

before spring’s green renewal.

—C.L. Fisher, October 2020

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