This is a poem by Barbara Dickson called "Long and Lonely Winter". I see myself as the traveler in the second verse.
Summer comes October
The green becomes the brown
The leaves will all be red and gold
Before they touch the ground
Before they touch the ground, my dear
Before they touch the ground
The long and lonely winter will be here
The traveller has left the road
So very long and still
And the sun will wait till the winter through
Before he leaves the hill
Before he leaves the hill, my dear
Before he leaves the hill
The long and lonely winter will be here
Summer comes October
A season here and gone
And very little time to lose
Before the day is done
Before the day is done, my dear
Before the day is done
The long and lonely winter will be here
Fall also signifies the end of the year is coming soon. Like the last chapter in a book. Indeed it's hard to believe that its nearly Thanksgiving. The end of the year is also the time to take stock of one's life, and to reflect on the past year. Needless to say this past year, although there are some high spots, in retrospect it is one I'd just as soon forget and if I could do some things differently. I'm hoping that 2009 will be better, and that I'll open up some brand new doors, and find the strength to close the ones left behind. We'll see. It will be a long and lonely winter though.