Poem: Autumn Air
When the last leaf dropped I could finally let go, It'd been a heavy journey And I could now finally breathe. Assumptions, expectations, past identities, They all left me the instant I realised I was more than all the once cosy Layers I'd put on. Out of Fear of being cold or just because They looked warm, I held on to These unnecessary garments even when Summer was in full swing and hot. But on a random November afternoon, With icy wind and under the g lare of the clouds, I felt it was time to put it all down. The yellow leaf dropped, The towering tree bare now stood But it only meant one thing: A new beginning in the fresh Autumn air.