You whisper words on cold winter mornings that elevate my spirit, as you take me on long breathtaking journeys across vast open land.
Oh how I love when you carry me after I’ve fallen from my beloved tree.
You bring me closer to my brothers and sisters as we spin just like when we were young.
Our moments of laughter pass, and you gently place me on the floor, promising that you shall return to me once more.
All I ask is for you not to forget me again, when summer comes along.
You always have a way of romanticising such simple things; do you not see the innocence in my acts? I just wish for us to share good times.
Oh why do you love for us to go through this every time the seasons change?
You change your colour from green to an auburn red, we dance and then it’s time for me to leave.
Our days are always numbered, and m nature doesn’t allow me to stay in one place. I must travel, I must be free, I must provide for others.
All I ask; is for you not to make it harder for yourself than it already is.
I love you, that’s why.
The last letter got lost in the Wind.