Come it’s the first mild day of October
Though, the skies are grey
Brightly the fallen leaves gave some colour
To an otherwise dull existence
As I walk along the path with you in my arms
I am full of gladness
While I pick a red leaf and smell the smoke in the air
My pen waits for me to write a verse
For the brilliant love that I have for you
But you had to go away to a distant land
So, I stay toiling on a sonnet or two
Anticipating fo yr arrival
When we can’t talk once more about yr advertures
I will surround you in a garland of roses
Crowning you with it
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