Soporific seasons sneak up on us While we yet bask in summer’s afterglow Minds a-buzzing, hearts aflame Feet still shuffling to the fading beat Alas, winter’s early herald stills our fervour Sprouting gusts which whoo and threaten… To bare us of all leaves had we them, Overcoats which suddenly, now clad all men. Light and Warmth a fading memory, Grey the haze that sets the days Hide we must from exterior chills,