I don't pay attention to the
World ending.
It has ended for me many times
And began again in the morning.

That time again
Leaves have fallen
Gathered and clustered
Curled in lane corners their
Lifeless backs to the curb
Still too slape
And limp to crunch
Lying and waiting as
Winter creeps closer
Night by night
In the darkening months.

A reason to leave
A million to stay,
A heart full of words
But nothing left to say.

Tears for goodbyes
Hugs for the memories,
My love this may be it
To wake from our dreams.