Autumn in my Mind

In this passing breeze
of memories
my mind doesnt weep
because what is mine
is still there
embedded deep inside,
for those who let go
of them, i do not know,
but my friends
it is always autumn
in my mind,
so i miss this breeze
i will never will
and with each of these
falling leaves
they will resurrect those times
those times of memories that are
still mine
so it is still Autumn
in my mind..