Autumns child –

She sees her self
An autumn child
Leveling off

She turns from the mirror
She doesn’t like it much

Feeling like summer
Longing for spring
Surrounded by people
All telling her different things

Opportunities knocking
Too many chances missed
Felling suffocated
Never so

Like the raindrop
On her windshield
Unmoving – unyielding
Steadfast holding
No matter how fast
She travels

Or the house in the woods
Withering through seasons
Still standing tall
Once beautiful
Now abandoned



Published by jill

Riding the current of life's changing tides, while capturing my journey in images and words...

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