Autumn
As stuck as I am here
Firmly...
Dwelling
As I am upon this
My own
Personal autumn
It has taken me
Till now to
Realise...
Whilst I do not have
The perfect body and
Far from perfect teeth
I have never been
A liar
Nor have I ever been
A thief
So take me as you find me
Or leave me…
Free as a wind blown leaf...
There now…
You do so have me
Stuck as I am here
Firmly...
Mourning summer
Contemplating winter
Anticipating spring and
Oh\' so very envious of fall...