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)
touching beautiful...send a siver up...captures the creeping sadness o autumn so welll... great lines cheers and ten
Spiritwind- I adore this piece..and i like the reoccurring mention of rain, tears and dreams in your last few pieces...a lot of emotion. A Lonely Autumn = Beauty
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
.....beautiful poem...and so true, even the seasons hold our memories ★