sketched sky in autumns fall
a portrait of Happiness
falling leaves, over glazed
a window closed, night a crisp
on my window Sorrow knocks
with each breath that i keep taking
with its power i think it'd shatter
the latch that holds it won't stop shaking
Sorrow is then gone by morning
the sun it breaks the day
i open my window and fully breathe
the warmth of Happiness came