The moon is rising
over trees the color of fire
wind blown leaves circle
and whisper to me
A song i had forgotten
lifts me off my feet
Autumn melody
over trees the color of fire
wind blown leaves circle
and whisper to me
A song i had forgotten
lifts me off my feet
Autumn melody
I sing the song of Autumn.
I sing the song of Autumn.
I sing the song of Autumn.
I sing the song of Autumn.
~Michele Couture 9/5/10