No Promises

2017-05-02 18:03:05 by CourageousCosmic

Some were yellow,

Some were brown,

Like leaves in the wind, they twirl around.

Every city, every street, every town.

But keep no promises.


Some were old,

Some were new,

Like memories of just me and you.

A feeling of acceptance through and through.

But keeps no promises.


Sometimes hours turn to days,

The leaves, over time, have withered away.

There's nothing else there left to say.

They kept no promises.



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