If he shall fall from my arms
Like the leaves of a tree
And blow with the wind
Under another’s shade
I will be left in the open
Wondering if the season
Of loneliness has come again
As it always has when
The winters are cold
Come spring I feel
I will not
Have the strength to bud again
Jun 17, 2015
Jun 17, 2015 at 11:47 AM UTC
If he shall fall from my arms
Like the leaves of a tree
And blow with the wind
Under another’s shade
I will be left in the open
Wondering if the season
Of loneliness has come again
As it always has when
The winters are cold
Come spring I feel
I will not
Have the strength to bud again
