The Colors of Autumn
The leaves turned red on those days of October
When fall was here and winter was near
Could you taste the sweetness in the air?
The taste of a life free from despair?
I pictured us walking hand in hand
Along the way where everywhere was a yellow lane
I remembered how I would have waited for you
On that old wet bench in Lundagård around 1 pm or two
Our love grew strong despite the wind
Flourishing like mushrooms under the autumn rain
I became gold, you were getting brown
To the colors of heaven we were all belong.
Lund, 2017/10/23
