Monday, August 23, 2010

forgetting

You’ll forget me
Like the colours of the autumn leaves
Like the smell of the rain and
The sound of wind through the trees

You’ll forget me
With the change of season
Change of pace and scenery
You won’t notice I’m missing

But that cold winter's day
When you’re wishing for sunshowers
You’ll think of those days spent together
And that’s when you’ll remember me

3 comments:

Francis said...

I could think of no lines better fitting than the ones you wrote to leave heart rape with for the moment :)

Mike Carrozza said...

(Winter's*)

Great description of the passing of seasons. I really liked the mention of the smell of rain, because it's one of those scents people forget, but know like the back of their hand.

Complaints? The typo above. I would write sunshowers, instead, but that's just me I guess in a stylistic view.
Also, I don't like the "with the" at the beginning of the second stanza. Although, it gives an effect of rush, I feel like this is a message that needs to stop you and take its time to be conveyed.

Really, really nice.

Thank you, Emlyn

Emlyn said...

Thank you Francis.

Mike, (I will go fix the typo) how would you change the "with the" in the second stanza? I agree it sounds rushed.
Thank you for your comment Mike.