Memories of Dan Hartman

Paul F. Brown

"AUTUMN'S HOLD"

Should we look to Autumn 
as a summer's fall from fair 
Or do we see the beauty of 
the colors in the air 
Should we look to Autumn 
as a winters start of rage 
Or do we merely see it as 
the turning of a page...

So we can really understand
the story being told
We'll wait around with open arms 
and take what's left of Autumn's Hold

Were the gifts that we've been given 
meant to fade away 
Or will they have more meaning when 
the dawn gives light to day 
Should I sense all the anger 
at the crashing of the Sea 
Or feel the sun's reflecting rays 
still left to shine on me...

Should I listen for a silence 
at the lifting of his touch 
Or keep alive the melodies 
of the songs that gave so much 
So to this day, I'm Autumn's friend 
the music's here to stay 
And to this end, I'll call him friend 
for some words he had to say..

There's a special voice among the stars 
to grace the harps of gold
He'll wrap around his open arms 
and give his best in Heaven's Hold 

I'll wait around and listen for 
a song that warms the cold 
Like the one I heard before 
that felt the touch of Autumn's Hold

In Memory of Dan Hartman
by Paul F. Brown
July 1994

Used by permission.
©  2000 Paul F. Brown

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