The last leaves of the year...

14 November 2008

Colchester

6 November 2008

Spink

The autumn leaves. Drift by my window. The autumn leaves. Of red and gold.I see your lips.The summer kisses.The sunburnt hands.I used to hold.

But since you went away.The days grow long.And soon I'll hear.Old winter's song.

But I miss you most af all.My darling.

When autumn leaves start to fall.

England