Wednesday, October 8, 2008

Autum 2002

Autumn Of 2002

My fifty fifth autumn is about to descend on my world
From one day to the next I can feel the pinch
The leaves are falling from the trees
The bears are going down on their knees
Ready to hibernate with grace
The birds are packing their luggage
Ready to take to flight to greener pastures
What shall we do this time around?
Will I again be feeling blue
Or will I be comforted by you?
I need your warmth and support to carry on
I won't exist after you are gone!

Copyright © 2002 William Ernest Cox

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