Winds of Autumn
by: Susanna Shutz Robar
The winds of autumn come and blow,
warmth across my heart to overflow.
Deep from the past, and far from now;
Back, behind myself, to where I allow.
The winds of autumn bring to mind,
all those things thought left behind;
Behind to stay, never to find,
strength of its own to finally unwind;
Unwind the story of by-gone days,
slowly revealing those horrid ways.
The winds of autumn force to mind,
the spring long forgotten to defend.
This gentle breeze comes for me,
that I might join in winter’s glee.