Danielle Shaeffer

A Thousand Times For You

I’ve fallen, like autumn’s leaves, a thousand times for you.

Merciless breezes dragging me across dusty pavement,

but I take this torture gladly.

It is my plight, to be swept into to death

by the traffic of life.

I am she, who suffers happily.

For true to my nature, I must love.

My spirit knows not the pain of loss,

but is always reborn with each autumn breeze.

Danielle Shaeffer