As I walk on the trail here, I miss you so.
The wind whispers through my hair in this colorful show.
Fall is in the air with its most beautiful glow.
My love for you in the wind silently blows.
I hope you can hear it calling to you.
It will tell you I love you in all that you do.
That I miss you so, and feel so blue.
That I pray for you the whole night through.
Silently I wait here, tears fill in my eyes.
I hope you come home soon so I won't have to cry.
My braveness is failing no matter how hard I try.
So tears won't fall, I look up to the sky.
Maybe you will be home before the Winter snow.
Before Fall ends its most beautiful show.
While i wait here on this trail all aglow,
you will return to me in the wind that blows!
Written by: S. Matheson Fall 2001
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