The winds are blowing hard;
change is in the air.
Sudden gusts bring down limbs,
as it snatches flowers off their stems.
Cleaning out old, summer leaves,
dirty weather is sweeping the path clear.
Clouds race across gray skies
and my thoughts flit from thought to thought-
Is this a sign of things to come?
Am I ready for a major change,
as the storm ushers in a drastic change in the weather?