Only forgotten Perfect days pass by In laughter and memories
Only forgotten Perfect days pass by In laughter and memories
Watching horizon Yellowing gold and orange As the Kettle sings
As the crickets sing Thunder rumbles through the sky and the green leaves blush
Clicking needles work Stretching yarn into patterns Knitting addiction
Morning light dances As the spider spin her web Opening my eyes
I gaze on red leaves As crickets sing of autumn In the cool night breeze
Watching horizon As soon as red leaves appear Tiny wings take flight
As Summers heat clings I search trees for fall color And I learn to knit
The cat stares perplexed Uncomfortable silence As I learn to knit
As days grows shorter Falling leaves color the streets And I learn to knit
The rising tide 