Changing Seasons

The morning sun shines into my window. I am awake thinking, thinking about our long lost days. Those days were so wonderful. We were like the leaves on the trees, bright and beautiful. We were like a rainbow, the leaves, the dancing flames of fire, and the sweet, soft scent of a rose. But soon we left, drifting far away. there is no looking back. Oh, how I long to see the spring again. When will we be home again, once again to be bright and beautiful? For I miss you so very much. Remembering those days brings tears to my eyes and a smile to my face. You are the one I care for, the family I love, and the one I long to see once more and grow bright and beautiful..! ©Chitra Arun