My Autumn #Poetry

Our talk at that

turquoise table

has forever

changed me,

Autumn leaves

fading into shadows,

Dusk to night

still rustling in the breeze-

and you listened,

Held me close

While I was crying-

But more importantly

My friend –

you heard me.

That’s before you got

me laughing,

That moment

shook me…

I guess that’s what

happens when

two old souls meet.

But like the season-

my being itself

was shedding,

My emotions

like these leaves

seemed to be on fire,

You sparked something

back to life within me

that had been sleeping,

Like a wise old owl,

you just knew…

My friend,

You challenged me

& tilted my mind’s eye

as though it was a telescope,

Back to the stars,

where Hope lives-

where Grace knows

& Love always does.

You called out &

looked for that belt of his,

as you pointed excitedly

to the heavens

And I took

a – long – deep – breath – in

& grounded my depths,

my thoughts &

my trust in His plan

to my growing roots,

As my own Autumn began.

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About Gretchen Leary

I am 32 years old, I live in the Boston area, and I am writing from the perspective of an individual with Asperger's Syndrome.
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One Response to My Autumn #Poetry

  1. Kylie says:

    Wonderfully poem. I like the line that the friend awoke something in you, challenged you and gave you hope. I could relate to that experience of finding a true connection.

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