Ah, Autumn
Ah, autumn! Gold foliage
You keep my eyes warm.
And every piece of your paper
It appeals to memories.
Ah, autumn! It's time of oblivion
My mind is overshadowed.
Withered grass
It makes me sad.
Ah, autumn! Your smell is sweet
It fills my memory.
And the cold of the evenings
Cozy sleep fascinates me.
Ah, autumn! I'll remember everything!
Fires of birches, rowans and maples,
And the smell of burnt grass,
That it is bordered with blue smoke.
Copyright © Tamara Gabriel | Year Posted 2020
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