The Season Of The All-Alone by Laurence Neill

Johann Sebastian Bach: Italian Concerto, BWV 971, Andante performed by Egle Januleviciute.


The Season Of The All-Alone


Changing patterns in the burning leaves.
Auburn hair flecked with gold.
These illusions are just makebelieve
Autumn hearts have grown cold.

Rowan berries still adorn the trees.
Golden gorse on the hill.
To remember all those might-have-beens
Brings on cruel Winter's chill.

It's The Season of the All-alone.
It's that time of the year.
It's The Season of the Have-no-one
It's that time we all fear.

Singing skylarks in the stratosphere.
Haunted cry of the dove.
And I'm wishing that you were here.
How I'm missing you my love.

© Laurence Neill, 2009

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[RosyB9]

Poignant, beautiful...wonderful, wistful. All this and more Jamie. :*-) You are so gifted and express what so many of us feel but cannot put forth!!

[gugulia]

we both thank you for nice comment rosy

[ArmenianPrincessa]

Wow, I dont think I can find adjectives just enough to praise your work ♥

[gugulia]

thank you but no special adjectives needed. i,m happy you liked this piece *

[meandpepsi]

What can I say Gugulia. Bach is my favorite composer, and I enjoyed the clip very much.

[gugulia]

i,m happy to know that pepsi jan, thank you...

[gugulia]

many thanks diosa

[gugulia]

thanks and kisses to you linda jan

[gugulia]

so many wonderful piano pieces but this one is maybe my favourite... many thanks bobby

[Diosadelaverno2009]

Awesome song, thanks for sharing james, hugs