The Autumn's Eve

I walked with you from tear to tear, hoping that you were near to fear. Hoping you was the way to go, but never wished I had a place to go, Over the autumn's leaves they blow. The breeze sneezed when I was there, hoped you noticed I had a stare. Don't glare at me with your crusty eyes because someone out there is ready to cry. Hope you enjoyed this poem. Next time you visit, tell me how to roam, the roads of destiny.