The feeling still lingers,
A hole in my heart,
For someone still dear to me stays with me not.
The feeling of grief,
Of sadness and sorrow,
Ever present in life,
in each waking hour.
But this year is different,
A peace I do sense,
The beauty of fall has appeared in my head.
Colors and change,
Leaves and refrain,
They blanket with love like raked piles of youth.
The odor of leaves,
Bright Autumn in bloom,
My brother is with me,
In Heaven, reunion…