I stood there in a stupor

Trying to recall forgotten memories

The sun casts golden beams upon green grass

Smells send me spinning to nostalgia

Autumn is here, sending me away

Taking me to places I used to know

When times were simpler, care free

My mind returns there

Refuses to come back here

Leaving me lonely all the time

Remembering what used to be

I try to stray from such thoughts

Yet I continue to dwell

I miss it all, everyone involved

But here I sit, and wish to return