Patrick Dumas

Rookie (August 1,1985 / Milford, CT)

Autumn Love - Poem by Patrick Dumas

Autumn comes back around
and all the leaves fall to the ground.
The air turns cold but the sky’s still blue.
Will you fall to me as I fall to you?

It was where we first met, under the sycamore tree.
You were nineteen and I was twenty three.
If it wasn’t for you I wouldn’t be here.
And when the tree colors change I can still hear you whisper in my ear.

The leaves blow away, the years do too.
I wish the Lord let you stay, or let me go too.
My beards turned grey, but years I probably got a few.
But when the leaves change, oh how I miss you.

I remember that day clear in my mind.
You were reading poetry as I crept up from behind.
You turned around and caught my eyes,
the autumn leaves were blowing to the skies.

I could have sat there for eternity,
and when the sun set you kissed me.
I thought I would always be alone.
I hope you can hear me through this poem.

I sit outside and light my cigarette.
I gaze at the stars after the sunset.
I feel you looking down at me as I look up at you.
Will you fall to me as I fall to you?


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Poem Submitted: Friday, May 20, 2011

Poem Edited: Friday, October 7, 2011


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