Oh warmth of the sun
Casting shadows on the ground
One of them is me

I know it's been a long time coming.
But these days, it doesn't seem
like anyone's home emotionally.
Like we all took a midnight drive
to clear our head.
But by the time we were ready to come back, we got lost
because the street lights were dead.
This is a call to all our loved ones waiting anxiously by the door:
Turn the lights on.
We don't want to be alone anymore.

The leaves are fragile,

at the slightest they come off --


caution! breathe softly!