You see the leaves that fall in autumn – 

Each one’s a dream that’s died

Of love, achievement, each a post mortem:

Lack of hope, faith, love denied,

Down to the unfeeling earth

Drifts the dream, a withered dearth

I have no dream – just reality

My dreams all merged in one:

A love unparalleled – to me

Crazier than a dream. A sun

Not seen before shone from your face

New skies in eyes made my heart race.

The leaves hold fast on the tree of grace. 

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