❤️ Deep in the autumn wooded world the wind played soft a song which wrapped itself around the trees and hung there all day long I thought I knew the words they seemed so new and yet so old a story never heard before, and yet, already told The wind - it blew so gently there my heart, it almost broke and as I turned to walk away the trees, at last, they spoke What they said, I can't recall no matter how I try but, I have this melody, I heard me - and the blue-grey sky..❤️