The First Day Of Autumn Poem by LeeAnn Azzopardi
The First Day Of Autumn
The morning is filled with the summer's warmth
As the rain and golden leaves kept falling onto my head
The tears began to fall
But not, for summer's lost
I wept for a touch of yr lip against mine
While my heart is troubled with daily, useless things
I wanted to do is nothing, but to melt into a cafe
And dance into the twilight
For this day shall pass and hope will return
When you call and say: I'm home
I wept for a touch of yr lip against mine While my heart is troubled with daily, useless things I wanted to do is nothing, but to melt into a cafe And dance into the twilight.. your heart's longings are very well expressed very poetically. love this poem. tony
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4/18/2024 4:42:47 PM # 1.0.0.1119
Wonderful write LeeAnn : ) Loved it! Well done x