I watched
The colors dripping
From the falling leaves
As autumn
Slowly traded places
With the end of summer

On the ground
The sound of dry grass
Crackled underfoot
As I made my way
Up the twisting mountain trail
To where we once lived

I had come back
To see the old cabin
And help rekindle
Fading memories
Of happier times
Before you had gone

Standing in the center
Of an empty room
My eyes traveled about
From one bare wall
To another

In my mind
I could almost hear
The music we played
While I found
An old wobbly wooden chair
And sat for a short time

For about an hour
I struggled to remember
How the pictures were hung
And the flickering glow
From the fireplace
Dancing about the room

As the evening light dimmed
I buttoned up my coat
And said a final farewell
To the ghosts that remained
Before starting home

Passing the stone
That bore your name
I stopped for a short prayer
Before going on my way
To the crackling sound
Of colorful autumn leaves