The Wind May Blow Poem by Riya Gangwar

Closing my eyes and tilting my head
Back into the wind
What could possibly top that?
A smile on my face
As Autumn caresses my face
Then concern, and panic
When the wind turns
The leaves blow away
Cementing the day
When our paper-thin crimson dreams
Rip at the seam
The leaves as they blow now
Showing us how
To remember glory is simply a dream
Buried in snow
Those leaves will never know
The beauty for which the world chased
Their autumn tide
Will be tossed aside
As soon as the snow begins to blow
The fraying autumn leaves
Will never, ever know
Be my autumn leaves
Be the snow
And teach me those beauty
Where only true strength
Will ever show.