These Are My JOTtings, Part #2

The Sun Shines Through the Wooded Stand

The sun shines through the wooded stand
anticipating night.
Cacophony of bird and man
adds to this dusky sight.

Cars run through the yellow-dotted trees
to where they need to go.
Warmer temps perspiration frees
the coming dark to know.

The shorter days will bottom soon.
The light will then increase.
The spring will come, blest life it's boon,
it's joy to soon release.

by Jay O’Toole
on December 19th, 2024