Turning the new fall leaf
Fall leaves swirl in shades and hues,
Bringing forth all after-summer Blues,
It’s just one season away from the spring renews,
And all we ever do is feel the rue,
Of another ending summer and another year to lose.
Can’t we all just spare the time,
To love and learn and feel the rhyme,
As all leave’s swirl in midday shine,
Forgetting to walk that certain line,
And learning how to just combine,
As living beings of a single kind.
Although the summer’s come and past,
Perhaps we can maybe make it last,
Instead of just leaving it all more fast,
Flinging it aside like an empty cast,
If we use our love as the centering mast.
Forget all tricks and turn the new leaf,
That alone can wash away the grief,
The season’s turned and underneath,
Hope can be found among the relief.
Bringing forth all after-summer Blues,
It’s just one season away from the spring renews,
And all we ever do is feel the rue,
Of another ending summer and another year to lose.
Can’t we all just spare the time,
To love and learn and feel the rhyme,
As all leave’s swirl in midday shine,
Forgetting to walk that certain line,
And learning how to just combine,
As living beings of a single kind.
Although the summer’s come and past,
Perhaps we can maybe make it last,
Instead of just leaving it all more fast,
Flinging it aside like an empty cast,
If we use our love as the centering mast.
Forget all tricks and turn the new leaf,
That alone can wash away the grief,
The season’s turned and underneath,
Hope can be found among the relief.