Autumn Griffin ~

autumngriffin

I am autumn’s child
I do not like it much
Leveling off
Maturing
Feeling like summer
Longing for spring

Surrounded by people
All telling me
Different things
Taking everything
They can from me

Places to go
Things to see
Opportunities knocking
Too many missed

Feeling suffocated
Never so alone

Like the raindrop
On my windshield
Unmoving – unyielding
No matter how fast I
Travel

Why does it stay
Only in one place
To be dried up
Burned alive
By the suns
Striking rays

I hear the
Griffin calling
From which way
I do not know

I no longer feel
Fear inside
Perhaps at this
Moment
I’m ready to
Go –

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