The Autumn Leaves

The first fallen leaves
Fly and drop down to my feet
Like a fall of a hope
That I have in me

The cold wind starts to blow
Breeze slowly into the heart
What would be left for me
When my source of light slowly dissappear

All are preparing for the winter
Even the day become shorter every time
I miss my sunlight
How could I survive in the coldness

Why the sun can't you come
And let me warm even for a short while
I know I could not have you all my life
Only be with me when I needed you most



(Dedicated to my tropical sun, I miss you!!)
Koonings Jaght, October 06, 2002