To Winter

Come like a cat on silent paws.
Come like a sneak attack.

Come first only at night.
Come for the fallen leaves.

Come through my window –
Come creeping through unplastered crevice.

Come with sour, self-centered eyes.
Come bite my toes through threadbare wool.

Come rub your neck against my ankles.
Come shed a chill I can’t brush off.

a penny for your thoughts