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Autumn Days


Empty sparkles, From the gray-nothing up yonder, Swirling before me… Little butterflies float in my head Dizzy from lack of rest For with my beloved fall comes Sniffles, sneezes and sleepless nights. I float around all day long Light-footed on love of live.. Too tired to be upset. But when I come home The silver lining yields To black, sleepy skies, Rumbling and moaning Old before their time. And what should be my afternoon Becomes the night. Drowsiness overtakes me My thoughts crowd in To overwhelm me And though these nights Come sooner, sooner Sleep flees from me, Farther, farther.
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