As I lay on my bed
Watching the autumn leaves fall to the ground
My thoughts wandered to what the future might hold
Will I find a job?
Will I have to go back to
The leaves are beautiful
But I know the cold is coming
Is this where I want to stay for the next few years?
I hate the cold
But it’s a carefree life
Part of me wants to stay
To be near to the one I yearn for
But is it worth it?
The age gap!
The age gap!
‘Tis will not work
So don’t be silly
(Fall 2003)
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