There’s frost on the railings that wasn’t there a month ago.
There are brown leaves on the ground that once grew a vibrant green from the trees above them.
The chilled breeze is a bitter acquaintance, not the warm love it used to be.
A new reminder of winter’s coming presence is born daily.
The sun’s love once lingered through the night causing an affection for waking hours.
Now the day’s chills drive me to the comfort of the bedding.
It’s time to secure the seal on the windows and doors.
Time to give the furnace a check up.
I refuse to wake up to a frigid heart.
I refuse to bare my soul, inviting the frost to bite.
I will not lose my traction on the ice yet to come.
The winter will not take me.
I will not be less when it’s over than I am now.
It is time to winterize.