I open my window wide
The gust of wind throws my hair in my face.
I laugh…
My beloved autumn,
Thank you for the freshness of your being,
And for clusters of scarlet rowan berries
Bowing to the naughty wind.
Thank you for your rainy days
When, slowly sipping herbal tea,
I look at your crystal tears
Sliding down the window-pane
As I muffle into a cozy sweater.
Thank you for your palette of colours
Of warmth and acceptance.
Red, orange and gold,
They make me feel special…
They remind me of home…
My beloved autumn,
I’d share my secrets with you
If only you stayed…
If only you stayed…
Autumn
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