Autumn Wind

By

Jeanne J. Johnson

                         The wild wind roared through the darkness of night

                         It blew and it whistled; it howled and moaned

                         The leaves on the trees and brush did scatter ‘bout

                         Autumn is coming cold whisper had sung

                         The Winds that blew last night made me shudder.

                         The wild wind roared through the darkness of night.

                         My blankets were up my feet were covered

                         My ears they were deafened by the blast of cold wind

                         Autumn is coming I heard the winds say

                         You better be prepared its ‘bout to begin

                         Wind had laughed at me once again its true

                         Fair warning is blowing in hard and fast

                         The leaves had lost their home the wind had laughed

                         The wild wind roared through the darkness of night.

                                     It spoke to me in gusts of air blowing

                                     Knocking at my window it never stopped

                                     Sleepless night; revenge of the wild night’s winds

                                     The wild wind roared through the darkness of night.