When autumn's mists are on the fields-
and, the harvest moon looms low the sky,
remember me as I was in the spring,
when the light of love lit your eye.
When the maple leaves wither and brown;
when chill North wind begins to blow;
remember my arms, around you warm,
when we lay in the aura of afterglow.
When hours of darkness exceed those of light-
and, dry leaves in the stiff breeze give chase
remember our hours, midst blossoming flowers;
how I looked on you with smiling face.
When winter's cruel claws seize the earth-
and, all is suspended as if in frozen death
Remember we laughed, in the sun and heat,
And, know that I loved you with every breath.
