In the quiet moments, I've watched seasons shift,
With a heart full of hope, a soul adrift.
Each day a whisper of dreams and delight,
Waiting for love to return to my sight.
Through autumn leaves, I found her there,
A gentle presence beyond compare.
Her laughter, a melody, soft and sweet,
In her eyes, a world where two hearts meet.
I hold onto the promise of that September,
The warmth of her smile I long to remember.
Patiently waiting, my heart stays true,
For the love that began when she first came into view.
