In autumn's sunlight,
I walked alone,
across the leaf clad memories.
I remember how the wind,
bent the branches,
of the proud and haughty trees.

In my secluded wanderings,
I came across a flower,
still holding fast its beauty.
I paused for a moment,
then plucked the bloom,
I felt it was my duty.

With blossom in hand,
I retraced each step,
back to my true love's door.
I left it there with a note,
and yes a prayer,
each day I love you more.

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