The wind on my face
Cold and harsh
Clear November sky
Autumn arrives in force
The sun is warm
Until shadowed by clouds
Dry leaves scurry
Across cold cement
Barren trees take shape
Few leaves remain
Clinging to distant memories
Of a green summer
That has since passed
“Praise be to the name of God for ever and ever; wisdom and power are his. He changes times and seasons; he deposes kings and raises up others. He gives wisdom to the wise and knowledge to the discerning.” – Daniel 2:20-21 (NIV)
© 2019 CGThelen
140 Character Christian 
Well crafted. It brings a chill to my face as I read it, and stirs a bit of longing for the hot days of summer.
And, I like the picture with it.
Yes, it does make me miss those hot summer days.
Wonderful poem.
Thanks.