When You Are Gone, Who am I ?

The sun that shimmers on the
autumn leaves,
have a melancholy feeling.

Dying and decay,
as the leaves fall……….
……. one by one.

Another year passes.
The heat of the sunshine,
kissed with a cool air……….
…….. It’s tangeable,
yet, untangeable feeling of loneliness.

Kisses,
in that cool breeze………
kissing my tears as they fall…. down my cheeks.

Maybe, that’s why they call it,
“Seasonal Disorder.”

Things slow down.
People die………………
But,
It always feels lonelier,
as night falls earlier,
and morning wakes darker.

The blue jays spar,
and, the crows and ravens caw.

And, I sit here with pen and paper…………
trying to catch it all……………

Into my heart,
it’s all just a part,
of the season changing,
and people dying,
and children being born,
and Halloween, Thanksgiving, and Christmas.

And,
missing those departed,
and those who may be “missing.”

So,
I ask myself,
‘When you are gone,…….. Who am I ?’

October 29, 2011.

When You Are Gone, Who am I ?

LauraBroussard

Austin, United States

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Seasons changing and the feeling of loneliness.

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