A Lonely Autumn
I was walking
listening to nature
while she was talking
suddenly I heard your voice
whispering in the wind
as beautiful as a song
I never wanted to end
I turned around
to hold on to your hand
you were no where to be found
just your name
written in the sand
and your face in a summer sun
that's been gone for so long
Like rain that fell
just the night before
every teardropp had a story to tell
in days of a lonely autumn
where dreams of you only come
(spiritwind-2009)
poem by Spiritwind Wood
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