As I walked a path of orange and gold,
The crisp feeling of the autumn air;
I found myself lost in the memory of you,
And pondered how life was unfair.
I closed my eyes and took a deep breath,
Had I come to terms with my choice?
Sorrow washed in and filled me with regret;
In my mind echoes the sound of your voice.
The sunlight faded, the days grew short,
Had I wasted time or had it slipped away?
I watched my feet as they rustled the leaves;
A somber emptiness consumed me that day.
From my book: Shattered
SB LACROIX 
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