I’ll see you in AutumnWhen the days are short and the nights longFilled with wordsTo pick them out of the cold evening airThe air so thick, clouds packed with thoughtsThe memories of Poe and Frost, so close byWhere are you, my Sylvia, Emmy and my gliding LizzyThe smell of fallen leavesCreating mountains to ascendTaking theContinue reading “See You In Autumn”