Day 3: Autumn

Day 3

Autumn

Jason Hinze

Cold wind blows, on my face
all my pain is erased, in Autumn

October leaves, make their way down
brick streets, small town, in Autumn

I was raised above this town
on the outside, looking down
on these same hills, this same town, we laid her down, we laid her down, in Autumn

Autumn…
Autumn…