The Change

 

The Change 

When the wind blows 

The trees murmer 

Dry words showing 

Sudden change. 

Leaves glitter 

Gold and silver 

Sunny day

Changing terribly. 

Pouring memories 

On to my head 

It's hard to believe 

The change within me.

Oh dear breeze, come closer 

Lift and carry me

Anywhere else 

Just for a change. 

I'm sure, one day

People agree 

Newer branches yet to come

Totally pale...

                - Anjaly M