Autumn winds Had blown Summer into a memory The sky was bright The air bearably Sharp She did not want To leave the house Although it was cold And lonely inside The Surrey Hills Were respectable He was respectable That was the story That was why they lived there What he did was far from worthy Of any respect He brokered destruction On the earth You can only talk With actions Frozen stone steps Were as cold as his heart The empty space Where it could have been Grew wider Year on year He would call to her Every day But in the place She lay She would never hear How many Long gone heartbeats Had the world measured What was the cost In pain and goods
