Autumn Poem by Eric Paeplow

A first glimpse, a first yearning begins the fire that will last a lifetime
A first kiss, a first night, as you slip to dream in each others arms
The first dawn, the waking of one sprit, instead of two
These are the days of wonder, these are the days of joy

Soon the time turns to long nights and longer days as the baby now is born
So much to do, so much see, the frantic pace sets the tone for life
Sports and school fill the days of wonder, no longer the love that began it all
Dances, dates and nights away late, now become the norm

Time passes, love grows, the bonds ever stronger
Of one, now many, yet still the one is all that matters
Though the baby is now grown, and has become quite a man
The one now sees what became, of the one night it all began

As the dusk now arrives and the season is now upon us
A last kiss, the last yearning to quench the fire that still surrounds us
A labored breath, a final glance and the fire rages one last moment
Then calm, as they slip to dream, a final passing, never to return