Autumn Creatures - Autumn | Текст песни

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Her death was quiet and sudden, the way she wanted. One morning we were chewing pancakes together in the light from the window; the next day my plate and fork sat on the table alone. Death did not bring the fanfare I had expected, but rather a deep ache and gnawing fear. She would have loved to watch the leaves as they turn from green to a deep auburn, and she would, no doubt, have led us on some leaf-chasing adventure to be weaved into the tapestry of days and memories, life and seasons. She would have brushed my fingers with hers and told me not to be afraid.

Without her, enough of me has died that it seems fairly painless to release the rest of me. I think of her easy smile, of how nice it will be to touch those cheeks again, and I watch the leaves floating peacefully to oblivion beneath the trees.