For the Love of Autumn

Silly me, I can't help but write about what I love.  I sang as I wrote this.  It may sound elementary to 

write love letters such as this one.  And maybe, love letters are meant to be simple.  Who knows.

I love Autumn and I love singing and writing and crooning and swooning about how beautiful she really is! 

Infatuation. . . it's true

some may say

Love at first sight. . . I think

happened one day

I saw pieces and bits of you

floating past my window. . . 

all the colors of Fall

red, orange, brown and yellow

The breeze was whispering your name. 

I couldn't stop thinking

I'm falling so hard for you

couldn't stop trying 

to reach out and catch you

But the wind had picked up

and the colors were mixing

It was dream like, I struggled

to hold on, but missed it

I couldn't hold onto your name in the breeze.

And the wind just blew harder

as I reached the back door step

I looked up, and

saw you disappear and I wept.

How could something so lovely

stay only a short moment

Then all of the colors

so pretty, go dormant?

Will I hear your name in the breeze again?

After all this time

Love must be what I am feeling

You brought so much 

to me, inside I am healing

The wind is bringing a sense

of joy and excitement

And the colors are mixing just like they did

I'm thinking of you, again

 

Oh, I'll catch your name in the breeze this time.

And I'll hold you forever

you won't go so far away

Maybe this time I'll be ready

and I'll keep you inside to stay

No snow flakes, 

no blizzards

no ice cycles near us

No worries this time you come by

I'll catch your name in the breeze this time.