Abandoned

It was the day the wind blew.

The leaves were swaying through mid air, still stuck to the tree.
I was by the window on a cold morning at seven.
The sky was dark and gray but there wasn't a single drop of rain.
The dirt rolled parts by parts on the ground while rocks sit still.
I touched the glass and gasp a couple of times.
I closed my eyes and dream, a dream I've never dreamed before.
My memories replayed in in my mind and open my eyes.
So this is the ending of life, and it's time to say good bye.

-Wasana