the leaves are losing color
soon they’ll cover lawns
but without you, it feels like
more than a season is gone
you write me letters
to keep me closer than a memory
i keep them in a notebook
labeled “Ancient History”
i guess i’ve kept my secret
i hope i will forget
i hope you never know
how hard it is to let you go
the sky was clear this morning
no clouds were bringing rain
but everything must change
now i hear the roar of planes
and i’d fly out to see you
if i had anything to say
but i ….i can wait
until your wedding day
