Do you hear, that sound so clear?
Does it echo, in your ear?
When you touch, the smooth cool bark?
Does it, in you, light up a spark?
Does that taste, a memory stir?
Does it remind, you of her?
When you smell, crushed Autumn leaves?
Does it, remind you, that one grieves?
Do you see, what I see?
Does what you see, set you free?
Does seeing it, make you happy?
Or your heart, feel more lonely?