The wind sweeps swiftly to disperse the leaves
It whistles and wallows in despair, it weeps

The wind howls a distinctive blues
It is dismayed that its friends it must loose

The wind longs to fellowship with the trees
But it finds it too painful to listen to their pleas

The wind has no say in the matter
Exquisite,yellow, orange and scarlet infused leaves it must scatter!

The wind hides its countenance from all around
It’s sorrow propagates a cold deafening howl
The trees however call to the wind
They soothe and comfort and make her see
What she did for the trees is a blessing truly
Time quickly passes and the branches sprout luscious green leaves
The joy that once was lost returns
The wind is now with her companions
There is no sign of sadness, no clues
Till next year when she sings again the Autumn blues.

Written by: XquistLife (Sunny)