11-16-2005, 02:43 AM
No idea if this is what you were going for but just an idea
The wind blows, as the leaves fall
With crunch of leaves beneath our feet; I can't help but feel they are victims all
The chilly air and the chimney smoke
The wind whispers without a note
The feeling of feathers with wind pushing you as if there's something to gain.
This brings forth a feeling I cannot evoke
For fall touches me deeply in a way I canât explain;
As if looking directly into your loverâs eyes
It canât but hurt to say âGood-bye.â
The wind blows, as the leaves fall
With crunch of leaves beneath our feet; I can't help but feel they are victims all
The chilly air and the chimney smoke
The wind whispers without a note
The feeling of feathers with wind pushing you as if there's something to gain.
This brings forth a feeling I cannot evoke
For fall touches me deeply in a way I canât explain;
As if looking directly into your loverâs eyes
It canât but hurt to say âGood-bye.â