I wrote this poem because the wind reminds me of growing up. I used to love nothing more than flying a kite in a breeze. Even when I didn’t have a kite of my own, my nan would help me to make one from some sticks and a plastic bag. I loved it.
The wind was always my friend and if I was getting frustrated about something, I would go for a walk. My nan used to say the wind blows the cobwebs out of your mind and I found it therapeutic to stroll down a country drove (a sort of mud track leading to farms) and let the fresh air do its business.
Thank you so much for reading my short poem about Autumn wind. For another of my poems, check out Our Beloved Queen. Follow my blog for future similar posts and articles about books, TV shows and the environment.