Eric Peters - Autumn Prayer

Now bring to me a dropp of sun
And the shadow where you stand.
I simply want to hold them
In the shelter of my hand.

I won’t pretend to capture
The who or what or why
Just let me know the where and when
Before we say goodbye.

And when the winter comes in turn
And trees are cold and bare,
I’ll lift my hand into the wind
And cast your magic there.

Eric Peters

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