AUTUMN'S GOLD

 AUTUMN'S GOLD 

Autumn whispers through the trees,

A golden veil of falling leaves,

I feel your ghost in every breeze—

Your voice, a distant melody that never leaves.

There’s an ache within my soul,

A hollow space I can’t control,

It walks with me, a shadowed whole,

A silent echo of the love I used to know.

Time drifts on, relentless, cold,

Children grow, and stories unfold,

Life’s wheel turns, but I still hold

A longing for the warmth I cannot hold.

There’s an ache within my soul,

A hollow space I can’t control,

It walks with me, a shadowed whole,

A silent echo of the love I used to know.

This yearning cuts both deep and wide,

A bitter ache, a sweet divide,

For in this void, your light resides—

A tender wound where memories confide.

Yet through the pain, a quiet grace,

A softened smile upon my face,

For like a star in endless space,

Your love still shines, though out of place.

So I’ll carry this, my heart’s refrain,

A treasured scar, a cherished pain,

Through every road, in sun or rain,

This hollow ache, your love’s domain.

There’s an ache within my soul,

A hollow space I can’t control,

It walks with me, a shadowed whole,

But it’s shaped by you, and that makes me whole.