Fall is upon us once again and I'm thinking of bow hunting.

Charles and his dad love the outdoors and hunting.

Every season you come back to me 

As the seasons just keep moving on

they don't change because you're gone

But with each season's change

my heart has to rearrange...

In every season you come back to me 

Now with the coming of Fall's cold

I am reminded you will never grow old

And through the coming winter chill

I will miss you still...

In every season you come back to me 

For when you left, my heart knew

I'd never stop longing for you

As the seasons continue to go by

Flooding memories still make me cry...

In every season you come back to me 

The sadness will always come and go

as through my mind your memories flow

For you there is no pain or worry

From this world you are free...

In every season that you come back to me

AMN©2011

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