Just like a twilight eve without its moon;
Or like the last leaf taken from a tree...

leaves swirl through the air
as trees shed their summer coat...

My mind takes a stroll
and I arrive at memory lane...

I
really...

In times of fear, not all is clear
for tunnels bend, before they end...

It feels like I am in the
middle of a tunnel...

I'll never forget
as she will always be on...

It was difficult to
seek you in the dark...

I
remember when you...

the lump in my throat
was from swallowing your pride...

I fear the worse, of what’s to come
where ice no more, reflects the sun...

Daffodils mingle
as trees prepare to blossom...