Autumn wind rushes
between summer and winter...

A lingering grief
resurfaces each autumn...

Imperfect memory,
please confess your...

I was there with you
on your first day of school...

If only for tonight,
I wish you would stop running...

Sitting on the edge of leaving-
contemplating goodbye...

Anxiety hangs over me
like an impenetrable cloud...

Broken hearted girl,
tear drops dripping from wet cheeks...

The children that nobody wanted
slept rough on the solid cobbles...

Dear Child,
I am the sparkly dream catcher...

The past is something that
will never become the present...

I cannot deny how much it hurts
to know you doubted my love...