October Echoes
Happy moments are frozen
Imperially golden
And unforgotten they remain
As fragile as a daisy chain
Guitar strumming under autumn skies
Bonfire evenings with warm pumpkin pies
The October wind whispers her bronzed song
It's your sweet nothings I yearn for and long
I miss your warm embrace; you made things better
I wish I could hug you longer and tighter...
I've set a table for two…
You're gone, but I still miss you!
Slivers of preserved sentiments
Become towering monuments
Can these moments materialize
When we meet again in paradise?
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