Blue Autumn

By: Marc A. Turner Copyright © 2000

That day was like others nothing special at all

We passed one another said hi in the hall

We took it for granted that nothing would change

But then, time seemed to gel, it felt surely strange

Suddenly the news struck with lightening heat

Officer down, my heart skipped a beat

See we’re all brothers that hang from the same family tree

But today, it was your turn; your leaf was blown free

We finally break rank and most walk away

They turn to look back, just a few there still stay

The ones from your squad still stand by and stare

Not able to leave, a pain they all share

The crowd is all gone and the wind shakes the trees

The tears start to fall like the dry autumn leaves

Why was it you and not one of them?

A question they’ll ask again and again

So now when we see our brother or sister go by

Why not take a second to say more than just hi

Tomorrow might be too late, don’t you see

Who’s leaf will be next… blown from the tree…?

01/20/02