October 5, 2022 § Leave a comment

Say, dear one,

where have you been?

The seasons are changing,

your summer dress is torn,

someone said you’d lost your voice

and someone it were your sight.

But I know you.

Under the falling leaves

I touch your footprints,

when hearing the news,

I hear your sighs

and when others speak,

I know what you’re saying.

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