I know these autumn days are the ones you loved,
Golds and reds and browns,
Sunlight gilding the leaves for a fleeting moment.
I know these autumn nights are the ones you loved,
Clear and crisp and silent,
Moonlight silvering the leaves for a fleeting moment.
I know you loved them,
and so do I.
And, walking, I want you here beside me,
if only for a fleeting moment.
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