In autumn the leaves Turn brown and gold And they fall to the ground
They rustle softly underneath my feet Memories so precious days so warm As they drift downwards with a whispered sigh falling from the tress A final dance before their last goodbye And though they fade and wither in the cold Damp ground and nobody will notice them And their beauty lingers still a tale retold.
Halloween night and It's a night of spooks And frights so little children You better run for your life And every creak and every Eerie sound and the Spirits rise to take their flight and the Pumpkins are glowing orange and bright Under the glowing moonlight And the spooky Owls hoot in the dead of night And it's a scary Halloween night so Keep your wits and little children You better hold on tight and Ominous whispers pierce the night And horrible creatures roam and Are ready to fright and on this scary And creepy dark Halloween night.
There was a garden of un-thorned red roses protected by un-imaginable silvery- pink cages fenced behind the stony stretched rib-like walls they said fumigation on roots and petals are necessary
but he took my hands and handed me a lit-ciggerate..
I didn't feel like writing today. I was afraid I'd say the unsaid. I dont wanna face the truth, I dont wanna give up on us. Why cant you come back to me, And be the way it's supposed to be?