Tuesday, August 22, 2006

3rd SEASON

Finding your way
Throughout the day
Drifting along
Singing our song
Seeing it all
The colors of fall
The scent of the air
As it flows through your hair
With you in my sight
There are no chills in the night

December 10, 1999

2 comments:

Dollar Kidd said...

pretty straight forward. about the beauty of fall blended with your beauty. and the closeness to keep you warm.

Anonymous said...

wow