The symphony of tattered leaves
On Autumn winds doth glide
As on the breeze, I dance with Thee
Two hearts, two worlds, collide
December days as colors fade
'Neith veil of winter white
Tis thee I hold, and watch the snow
Amidst the candlelight
Tears that rest on silken petals
O'er painted fields reside
Spring's grace abounds and gently settles
Deep within Thine eyes
As Summer casts it's subtle glow
Upon the mighty sea
It's strength and beauty undefiled
As such I find in Thee
