Seasons Of The Fall

And there within the fantasy, Those seasons of the fall

With all that's past and come to be, and anything at all

For all the sweeter memories and the crashing down of dreams

For each and every stitch so weaved and the tearing of the seams

And to the precious gems of life those we call our friends

I say to every one of you, that I shall call again

And as I raise myself to fly and soar throughout the sky

with a soul so free and unabashed and with my heart so stilled inside.

~The Snowdog~

TheHiker TheHiker
41-45, M
1 Response Aug 22, 2012 captured this beautifully...... The words fit the pic.......

Or, the pic fits the words. Either way, I'm glad you dropped by.

Yup...that too... :)