Heather

silently the wind caresses
purple in the autumn sun
changing vale and hilltop dresses
harvest season has begun

sweeping over sunburned heather
heartland of my summer love
bringing news of change in weather
sadly singing from above

heather mine I sing to you
a symphony of purple blue
the magic - now a memory
was only for a time to be

the spell is broken - nevermore
shall fire lighten up your shore
of burning love like once before
no never more

a last good bye the swallow sings
and leaves the dark and clouded sky
as winter cold his greetings brings
I hang my head and start to cry

(R. Strunch)