Leaves crunch beneath my feet
as i enter the path into the woods
sitting down, muscles tensing
the grasp of cold pours into my body
gentle breeze, an angels cool breath
causes leaves to dance falling gracfully
it sways back and forth falling down
laying atop a colorful cllage
the yellows, reds oranges and browns
leaves cover the frost enhanced ground
the trees mys feel teh chill they have too
no leaves to keep them warm any more
my breath fogs the veiw
blowing the cold smoke across my sight
a shiver from teh the inside to out raged through
muscles more tence, skin rough like the bark
the sun shimmers down filtering through branches
filter, like coffee in a filter; dripping steaming
warm, hot, cold! the breeze comes back
a spring spurting my warmth to the outside.
