Yellow World

Today we live in a yellow world
a land of fog and mist, tropical
and strange.

When the peak has passed and the darkness
envelopes us for the long winter sleep, the
brief moments of yellow arrive.

With it storms that rob the trees of their heat,
expose their bare limbs to the wind.
Gold coins raining down on the ground.
I revel in the color while it is here
and enjoy is warming presence.
A reminder of the glow before the sun
drops lower in the sky.

I celebrate my yellow world for soon it will be gone.

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