A voice singing lullaby

You sitting by the window
Copy poems with great care.

As I pass accidentally
Watch you dazed as in a dream.


So skilled your calligraphic hand 
Floats pen on paper surface.

An unknown sense of poetry
Shines within your blinking eyes.


Window takes the colour green
Your shirt is a canary shade.

Little bird is flying by
And sings with sweetest voice.


Weather mourns autumnally.

Yellowed leaves of trees.

Regret of summer still remained
No voice sings lullaby.

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