A Passing Thing

- Dandy

What is this driving force
that sends me to my knees
with head bent in sorrow
falling like autumn leaves?

The wind, an autumns breath
so crisp and sometimes chill
Stirring up emotions sad
and causes tears to spill.

But even an autumns death
will be followed soon by spring
for like the shadows dark
the strong winds are just

...a passing thing.