I was just a boy of ten
It was nineteen fifty three,
With dreams beyond tomorrow
That reached as far as I could see.

With bat in hand and an old worn glove
I searched for a pick up game of ball,
So down the street I rode my bike
To find my friends as summer called.

Kids in old torn jeans and shirts
Worn sneakers, if not bare feet,
Love and shared companionship
On display just down our street.

The leaves are changing colors
They're turning to shades of orange, yellow and red
The days are getting shorter, and the nights longer
A cool chill is in the air, as Fall creeps in

The days of summer are quickly fading
The sun no longer so bright and warm
The days of beach trips and pool parties are done
As Fall takes over the early morning sky

Precious of love, it remains
in memory
through the intertwined soul
of the far distance reign
Lost in the emotional wave
Soft breeze maintains
Bitterness comes into place
Echo of reminiscing embrace
Each heartbreak, it stays in silent
Streaming tears fill the eyes
with deep soul pain
Transcend into despair
that set us apart, in this world
Until we meet again
when destiny brings us
back with rekindle of light
with the promise of time
Like heaven and earth
made for each other

Misty dewdrops clung to the airs demise,
Through shadows of bent thorns and vines,
You lay baron in the earths carpet,
Forgotten, the lady with no name.

Crimson currents raged against snowed banks,
Through moss rocks of black and green,
You lay gentle with hair cascading,
Forgotten, the lady with no name.

Dawn broke onto mountains sky high,
Through onto roads paved of ones destination,
You lay abandoned for salvage,
Forgotten, the lady with no name.