I’ll never be able to tell you how I feel,
For even if I could break through the tears you brought,
I wouldn’t be able to show you the shedding of my heart.
Through the winds that wily whispered,
Wholly offering my love for your dear regard,
The frailty of my falling was stronger than the autumn brushing you beside.
It is not quite time to usher in our season,
For all I knew, I wish not to know again,
Because when it’s clear the wringing of my eyes begins.
Happy Fall all!
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