Misty moon
over the sky
leaves me in awe
mystfies me
we reach out for one another
but cannot connect
we leave behind no regrets
misty moon
Misty moon
over the sky
leaves me in awe
mystfies me
we reach out for one another
but cannot connect
we leave behind no regrets
misty moon
Autumn leaves,
crunch under my feet.
Their disheveled shapes,
fallen cries.
Each tree, shakes off
its branches, in the wind.
As the season turns
and the weather changes.
Our paths become,
that of one,
who is lost in colour
and cannot change.