Cailen's Poem Archive - 17. A New Day

Fallen leaves of orange and gold

Rustling round my feet

I wander down this path of old

It’s you I’ve come to meet

The river in the distance trickles

Its waters cold and black

The dust and mold in the air it tickles

My senses out of whack

I rub my eyes against the light

Peeking through the trees

The setting sun, the leaves glow bright

On the ground in flowing seas

I feel you squeeze my hand awhile

A grin upon your face

I’m blinded more by your sweet smile

Than the beauty of this place

You take me onward a path we clear

Where we go we cannot see

I brave the darkness without fear

Because you’re here with me

The fallen leaves, orange and gold

Rustling around our feet

They may fall and die as they grow old

But in our memory we keep

The sun sets, but still we go

You reassure me as you say

‘We cannot fear the darkness so,

For it brings us a new day!’

~Cailen