Autumn Here

Sun set a little quicker this eve A crimson fire that blinked my eye And wind held me and kissed goodbye Autumn seems like a stranger now It was much softer as a child The whisper of a mothers call Floated down alleys and gulleys And met with a collective sigh But now as the autumn of my life Invades like a September dawn It brings a reflective pause As the could have's and should haves Litter like confetti leaves around my root But I notice more, I listen more To the sights and sounds That passed by in a previous child Now bagged up with a seasoned string For winter grips tightly to the unprepared © Andrew Mears 2025