Before time allows to forget

There is no need
to recall the wind
my thoughts are long gone
memories rustle
an autumn mind
where spring never comes
from the head hibernating
the frost freezes the page.

Reviews

[Ken Simm.]

I really enjoy this. I will enjoy it even more later in the Northern Hemisphere.

[andrew mitchell]

Thank you Ken for stopping by.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

wonderful metaphor here, andrew.
I could deal with autumn being forever.
j.

[andrew mitchell]

Thanks J. Appreciate your reviews.