On september 24th, you were suddenly taken away; fall had just started, and so had my agony.

The sky begins to get darker

and my heart continues to get colder.

You’re probably watching over me,

as I stare at the pumpkin-spiced sky,

holding me closely as I cry.

The sweet breath of the north wind,

I think i’ve lost my mind, because as the wind starts howling and shaking all the windows,

I wonder if it’s you.

You’ve left me living feckless,

staring at autumns starless sky, I picture your body in that coffin, lying helpless, lifeless.

My eyes were so murky that somber night,

you left our world, but not without a fight.

Your soul was eternally saved

as your body shut down.

You used to love the smell of wet leaves

and the damp ground Autumn brought,

so now they always make me frown.

The golden leaves swirl around

in an invisible spiral of breeze,

I see your face in there all the time,

it always makes me freeze.

The mystifying colors of the trees,

sun-flame gold and bonfire red,

still don’t change the fact that you’re dead.

I denied acceptance to my heart and mind;

all sympathy and gestures, I silently declined.

I’m forced to accept this tragedy,

driving helpless cries of agony.

I dissemble my thoughts and pain,

oh how I love Autumns rain.

I used to love this time of year,

but you’re no longer here, my dear.

God took you home to peace and freedom,

To his beloved and joyous kingdom.