Autumn Years

Written by: Jon Arno

In the Autumn of my years
reflection rules my day
winding paths of memories
with stops along the way

Pausing at the forks again
examining the choice
Changes I would surely make
and even raise my voice

Funny how we clearly see
when looking from behind
It all seems so predictable
yes each and every time

What will Winter years be like 
when looking back again?
I Hope that I can leave in peace
surrounded by my friends