light

The nights are drawing in.

The smell of roast potatoes waft up the stairs.

Leaves are falling. Frosts are coming.

Autumn has arrived.

Bright sunlight and a fresh wind on your face.

Chilly ears.

Lets get the boots out. And our warm winter cardigans.

Cosy up.

Nest in.

The winter is coming. But the light wont disappear.

It will shine through the darkness.

Brighter than ever.


xxx