Falling for You

I owe you a sincere apology

For falling into this odd world too late

To study language and psychology

And understand your look, so desolate

To respond, with compassion and good will

To your evident alienation

By asking why your autumn left you ill

And striving with my imagination

To parse signs of your mood, far from serene;

Know that the fall is, for me, second spring

A time when red and gold eclipse cold green

And time mellows and sweetens everything

Had I the power to visit you there

I would show you a fall beyond compare