Onset of winter

The earth stirs,
From beneath the woolly white shroud.
Tentatively, wary, in anticipation,
Exposing itself in bits and pieces-
The top of a tree,
A trotting dog on the pavement,
The silhouette of the tower on the horizon.
Ensconced in the smog during the night,
It was loath to reveal itself,
Unsure of the warmth
from the sun.