November

Molly did you feel the sting
Of November songs gone quiet?
Did your breath fall to the wind
Like a summer rain on your eyelids?
Were there even tears to cry
When you realized when you realized?

I think of him often
I wonder if he's listening
I wonder if a voice so quiet could ever really die
That's when I realize that it cannot

My only wish is all your trials are done and gone
They're done and gone