Assignment 1.b.
Seasonal Salute.
                                            In Just-
                       When the world is closing its eyes.
                                                         To protect from the frost.
The leaves have passed
                                      Away.
And the birds have gone to the sun of the south.
                                                       The air nips at breath.
                                   Lingering for seconds to spare.
The animals hide away in their hopeful minds.
                                                   Dreaming fo the life of light.
We sheild ourselves from the frozen nightmares
                   Only with the protection of others.
                                                       We venture
                                out into the open
                                           The open cold.
                                   In Just- the open cold.