Today summer came a bit early…
The warmth on my neck and the twinges of the first tear…
For the start of every season, my hearty dims…
I see my angels face look to me with wonder and joy of what’s anew…
As my distant pain comes to remind me…
I ask the question I run from asking each day…
Where are you now?
I take so little for granted these days, and have grown to be so aware…
Of the moment in time, that comes each day, where now a fragile heart…
Sways precariously to then chip away…
For when I had you, I took you for granted too.
Did you feel the sun on your face today my love?
And did you think of then…when you did?
I did…as my skin became moist…
From the tears falling of what I lost...
You.
Knowing I can never ask the words...will you?
Now...please let the Autumn leaves fall soon.