Triumphant Autumn

In the morn earth breathe mist
And delightful stirring breeze
And the tearful, sorrowful, fearful dark clouds above.
When such scary times come
And I become a monster to myself,

Your presence around me fades,
Tears come slowly from my eyes.
My heart aches and aches.
Is like I am crying out blood.
In the gloomy days of march,

Such serene season of delight
And the earth is so silent
And the starry skies shine in the night.
But I live in melancholy,

Without you by my-side.
Autumn is so triumphant.
How I long to be with you in autumn
And kiss you so dearly again and again.