Yellow leaves
falling
from trees.
The quiet river
isn't calling my name,
it's calling
me.
Autumn leaves
scattered under my feet
like funeral flowers.
Every funeral
is someone's
wedding.
Yellow leaves
falling
from trees.
The quiet river
isn't calling my name,
it's calling
me.
Autumn leaves
scattered under my feet
like funeral flowers.
Every funeral
is someone's
wedding.
