Anticipating Warmth Poem by Edwina Reizer

It was in the autumn when
Leaves began to fall,
That I looked up to watch them
And I heard a honking call.

There across the skies were geese
All flying in a V,
Flying south together
So that they would be

In a place much warmer
Than the place that I have grown.
Soon, the cold would surround me
And chill me to the bone.

One by one the trees grew bare
And showed their stick-like form.
The ice and snow would come too soon
And not much would be warm.

I’d stare out of my window
And think about the spring.
The thought itself would warm me
For I knew that it would bring

Green leaves again and flowers
And fill my soul anew
With warmth I craved all winter
From where the geese all flew.