Autumn leaves that gently fall
And caught in blades of grass...

A get-together on Sunday past
Dinner eaten way too fast...

Greed will over fill
Carelessness will over spill...

I drift along the paths of night
The moon light glows and shining bright...

I often go to borrow books
From my library up ahead...

Physics has proven
Bodies fall at the same rate...

When first I fell in love with you
Was when I closed my eyes...

With perfect vision
One can still miss the target...

If love was like the weather
With four seasons for its moods...

Barefoot in nature
I release all my tension...

Sometimes we look far too deep
Or choosing paths that are too steep...

We loved our old fireplace
With flames that would burn bright...