Of All Leaves Were Falling - Barton

I did not kiss him but hid a kiss in a smile

And now of all I miss I most recall those lips I should have kissed…

A usual slow and believable ending of this every day…

Leaves were falling

Leaves were falling they really were

He turned from me to the window to the mirror

He smiled some sort of smile

Then turned away and walked away

Getting slowly smaller as receding people do…

Leaves were falling they really were…

They really were